There is a ship lies rigged
and ready in the harbor
Tomorrow for old
England she sails,
Far away from your land
of endless sunshine,
To my land full of green skies and gales,
And I shall be aboard that
ship tomorrow,
Though my heart is full of
tears of this farewell
For you are beautiful and
I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken
word can tell
For you are beautiful
and I have loved you dearly
More dear than the spoken word can tell
I heard there's a wicked war a -blazin'
And the taste of war I know so very well
Even now I see the
foreign flag a -raisin'
They got some fire as we sail into hell I have no fear of death,
it brings no sorrow
But how bitter will be this last farewell
For you are beautiful,
and I have loved you dear
More dear than the spoken
word can tell
For you are beautiful,
and I have loved you dear
More dear than the spoken
word can tell
Though death and darkness
gather all about me,
And my ship be torn apart upon the sea,
I shall smell again the
fragrance of these islands,
In the evening waves that
brought me once to thee,
And should I return once
more again to
England, I shall watch the
English mist go through the day.
For you are beautiful, and I have loved you dearly,
more dearly than the spoken word can tell.
For you are beautiful, and I have loved you dear,
more dear than the spoken word can tell.
There's a ship lies rigged and
ready in the harbor
Tomorrow for old
England, she said
Far away from your
land of endless sunshine
To my land full of rainy skies and gale
And I shall be aboard that
ship tomorrow
Though my heart is full of tears
of this farewell
For you are beautiful
And I have loved you dear
More dearly than the spoken
word can tell
For you are beautiful
And I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you
are so beautiful
And I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken
word can tell