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FINE GIRL YE ARE!
Fare thee well, my lovely Dina,
A thousand times adieu;
For we're going away from the holy ground,
And the girls we all once knew.
We will sail the salt sea over,
And we'll return for sure;
To see again the girls we love,
And the holy ground once more.
(FINE GIRL YE ARE!)
You're the girl I do adore;
And still I live in hopes to see,
The holy ground once more.
And now the storm is ragin',
And we are far from the shore;
And the good old ship is tossing about,
And the riggin' is all tore.
And the secret of my mind, me love,
You're the girl I do adore;
And still I live in hopes to see,
The holy ground once more.
(FINE GIRL YE ARE!)
You're the girl I do adore;
And still I live in hopes to see,
The holy ground once more.
[Bridge]
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 our fill.
We will drink strong ale and porter,
And we'll make the rafters roar;
And when our money is all spent,
We'll go to sea for more.
(FINE GIRL YE ARE!)
You're the girl I do adore;
And still I live in hopes to see,
The holy ground once more.
And still I live in hopes to see,
The holy ground once more.
(FINE GIRL YE ARE!)
See more songs by The Sharecroppers.
Liner note: A wonderful old shanty sung in honor of the fine girl waiting for you at home.
Students of folk music tell us this song is also known as The Cobh Sea Shanty, Cobh being an Irish port town once named Queenstown. The section of the town where sailors and fishermen could spend their money on wine, women, and song was known as The Holy Ground.
