Fare thee well, my lovely Dina
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
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 your lovely face once more