Nantucket Sleighride

Goodbye, little Robin-Marie
Don't try following me
Don't cry, little Robin-Marie
'cause you know
I'm coming home soon
My ships' leaving on a
Three-year tour
The next tide will take us grom shore
Windlaced, gather in sail and spray
On a search for the
Mighty sperm whale
Fly your willow branches wrap
Your body round my soul lay
Down your reeds and drums on my soft sheets
There are years behind us reaching
To the place where hearts are beating
And I know you're the last true love I'll ever meet
Starbuck's sharpening his harpoon
The black man's playing his tune
An old salt's sleeping his watch away
He'll be drunk again before noon
Three years sailing on bended knee
We found no whales in the sea
Don't cry, little Robin-Marie
'cause we'll ne in sight of land soon