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