on the seas and far away,
on stormy seas and far away;
all i —i weep and pray,
for his weal that's far away.
peace, thy olive waend,
and bid wild war his ravage end,
man with brother man to meet,
and as a brother kindly greet;
then may heav'n with prosperous gales,
fill my sailor's wele sails;
to my arms their charge vey,
my dear d that's far away.
on the seas and far away,
on stormy seas and far away;
to my arms their charge vey,
my dear d that's far away.