She won't speak of love though she feel it
She won't speak of song though she dance
She won't tell the tale of the river
Down at the river she'll pray
Down at the river she'll pray
We met on a coast at sistaco
A girl in a coat donna veil
I said would you be mine to marry?
Girl you'll be a woman someday
Girl you'll be a woman someday
Oh my
Say all your stories
I'll only way with you
Oh my
Sail around the ridges just to start again
Oh my divine
Oh my divine
Oh my divine
Whisky and wine
Oh my divine
Whisky and wine
Oh my divine
Whisky and wine
Oh my divine
Oh my divine
Oh my divine
Whisky and wine
Oh my
Say all your stories
I know you're with me
Oh my
Sail around the ridges just to start again