Blow the wind southerly

English folk song by Kathleen Ferrier (1912-1953)


Chorus:
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly,
Blow the wind south o'er the bonny blue sea;
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly,
Blow bonny breeze my lover to me.


They told me last night there were ships in the offing,
And I hurried down to the deep rolling sea;
But my eye could not see it, wherever might be it,
The barque that is bearing my lover to me.

Chorus.

I stood by the lighthouse the last time we parted,
Till darkness came down o'er the deep rolling sea,
And no longer I saw the bright barque of my lover.
Blow, bonny breeze and bring him to me.

Chorus.

Is it not sweet to hear the breeze singing
As lightly it comes o'er the deep rolling sea?
But sweeter and dearer by far when 'tis bringing
The bark of my true love in safety to me.

Chorus.