I dreamed you were a rich man And that I had no place to go I came to you, to see if you would take me in Through golden c******* you told me, you'd let me know
Now you drink for 10 and you smoke for 20 And your fickle heart never will be true But still I feel the wind in from the harbor That's when I know the longing for you That's when I know the old longing for you
I saw you in my mind's eye, you were laid out on your final day I stood in line to see that handsome face once more Had been so dear to me, I kissed you as you lay You were so dear to me, I kissed you as you lay
Now whenever I do travel, if to England, Portugal or Spain As I do walk by the shipyards and the harbors I smell the salt and the bay rum, and your ghost again I know the salt and the bay rum, and you beside me again
