Blow Ye Winds
She'd a government band around each hand and another one 'round her leg
She'd another one 'round her leg my boys and as I sing I pray
For she's doing it grand on a distant land, three thousand miles away
[Chorus]
Blow ye winds high ho, a roving I will go
I'll stay no more 'round England's shore so let the music play
I'll be off on the morning train, to cross the stormy main
I'll be on the move to my own true love, three thousand miles away
My love she is beautiful, my love she is young
My love she is beautiful and silver sounds her tongue
Silver sounds her tongue my boys and as I sing I pray
For she's doing it grand in a distant land three thousand miles away
Autor(es): Jörgen Elofsson