The Golden Rose

Well, The Golden Rose sailed with a broken man
Going South
Got on board with a woman to lead him around
By the mouth
And it’s goodbye, Golden Rose
Yeah, it’s goodbye, Golden Rose
Well, the captain who swears if he speaks at all
Wears a gun
Got a first mate who’s never quite on the ball
For his son
And it’s goodbye, Golden Rose
Yeah, it’s goodbye, Golden Rose
Wish I was back in her arms again
Wish I was holding her tight
Wish I was back in her arms again
Safe from the night
She stood on the shore and she waved to me
«Come back home»
Many a-night I would think of her
All alone
And it’s goodbye, Golden Rose
Yeah, it’s goodbye, Golden Rose