Marc Gunn - The Holy Ground lyrics

Fare thee well, my lovely Dinah, A thousand times adieu. For we're going away from the Holy Ground And the girls we all love true. We will sail the salt seas over And then return for shore And still I live in hope to see The Holy Ground once more. [Fine Girl You Are] You're the girl that I adore, And still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more. [Fine Girl You Are] Now when we're out a-sailing And you are far behind Fine letters will I write to you With the secrets of my mind, The secrets of my mind, my girl, You're the girl that I adore, And still I live in hope to see The Holy Ground once more. [Fine Girl You Are] Oh now the storm is raging And we are far from shore; The poor old ship she's sinking fast And the riggings they are tore. The night is dark and dreary, We can scarcely see the moon, But still I live in hope to see the Holy Ground once more. [Fine Girl You Are] And now the storm is over And we are safe and well. We will go into a public house And we'll sit and drink like hell. We will drink strong ale and porter And we'll make the rafters roar, And when our money is all spent We will go to sea once more.