F#m E
Dear wind that shakes the barley free,
F#m E E/D# C#m
Blow home my true love's ship to me, fill her sails.
F#m E
I a-weary wait upon the shore.
F#m E
Forsake her not in times of storm,
F#m E E/D# C#m
protect her oaken beams from harm, fill her sails.
F#m E
I a-weary wait upon the shore.
F#m E
Whether he be in Africa
F#m E E/D# C#m
Or deep asleep in India, fill his dreams,
F#m E
I a-weary wait upon the shore.
F#m E
Dear snow white gulls upon the wing,
F#m E E/D# C#m
I, like you, are lamenting, for my love.
F#m E
I a-weary wait upon the shore.
F#m E
And in my chariot of sleep,
F#m E E/D# C#m
I ride the vast and dreamy deep, deep sea.
F#m E
I awake a-weary on the shore.
F#m E
For seven years and seven days,
F#m E E/D# C#m
no man has seen my woman's ways, dear God.
F#m E
I a-weary cry upon the shore.
F#m E
Along the shingle beach I go,
F#m E E/D# C#m
the wind about me as I make my way,
F#m E
to my weary dream upon my bed.
F#m E
Dear wind that shakes the barley free,
F#m E E/D# C#m
Blow home my true love's ship to me, fill her sails.
F#m E
I a-weary wait upon the shore.
F#m E
I a-weary wait upon the shore.
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