Testo The Holy Ground

Adieu, my lovely Dinah, a thousand times adieu. We are bound away from the Holy Ground and the girls we love so true. We´ll sail the salt seas over and we´ll return once more, 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. 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. 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. It´s now the storm is over and we are safe on shore We´ll drink a toast to the Holy Ground and the girls that we adore. We´ll drink strong ale and porter and we´ll make the taproom roar, And when our money is all spent we´ll go to sea once more.