Bay of Biscay-O (trad)

My Willie sailed on board a tender
And where he is I do not know
Seven long years I’ve been constantly waiting
Since he crossed the Bay of Biscay-O
One night as Mary lay a-sleeping
A knock came to her bedroom door
Saying «Arise arise my dearest Mary
For to earn one glance of your Willie-O»
Mary arose put on her clothing
And to her bedroom door did go
And there she saw her Willie standing
His two pale cheeks as white as snow
O Willie dear where are those blushes
Those blushes I knew long years ago
O Mary dear the cold waves lash them
I am the ghost of your Willie-O
But Mary dear the dawn is breaking
I fear it’s time for me to go
I must leave you cold and broken hearted
For to cross the Bay of Biscay-O
If I had gold and I had money
And all the silver in Mexico
I would grant it all to the King of Erin
For to bring me back my Willie-O