Blow The Wind Southerly (Lesley Garrett)

Blow the wind southerly Southerly, southerly Blow the wind south o'er The bonnie blue sea. Blow the wind southerly Southerly, southerly Blow bonnie breeze My true love to me. They told me last night There were ships in the offing And I hurried down To the deep rolling sea But my eye could not see it Wherever might be it The bark that is bearing My lover to me. Is it not sweet To hear the breeze singing As gently it comes O'er the deep rolling sea? But sweeter and endearing By far 'tis when steering The bark of my true love Back safely to me.