Fare thee well, my lovely Dinah, a thousand
times adieu. We are bound away from the Holy Ground and the girls we love so true. We'll sail the salt seas over
and we'll return once more, And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.
Chorus: You're the girl that I adore, And still I live in
hope to see the Holy Ground once more.
Now when we're out a-sailing and you are far behind Fine letters
will I write to you with the secrets of my mind, The secrets of my mind, my girl, you're the girl that I adore, And
still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.
Chorus: You're the girl that I adore, And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground
once more.
Oh now the storm is raging and we are far from shore; The poor old ship she's sinking fast and
the riggings they are tore. The night is dark and dreary, we can scarcely see the moon, But still I live in hope
to see the Holy Ground once more.
Chorus: You're the girl that I adore, And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.
It's
now the storm is over and we are safe on shore We'll drink a toast to the Holy Ground and the girls that we adore. We'll
drink strong ale and porter and we'll make the taproom roar, And when our money is all spent we'll go to sea once
more.
Chorus: You're
the girl that I adore, And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more.
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