Widow With Shawl - Donovan Dear Wind that shakes the barley free
Blow home my true love's ship to me, fill the sail I a-weary wait upon the shore. Forsake her not in times of storm Protect her oaken beams from harm, fill her sail I a-weary wait upon the shore. Whither he be in Africa or deep asleep in India, fill his dreams I a-weary wait upon the shore.
And in my chariot of sleep, I ride the vast and dream of deep deep sea. I a-weary cry upon the shore.
Dear snow white gulls upon the way I, like you, am lamenting, for my love. I a-weary cry upon the shore.
Seven years and Seven days,
no man has seen my woman ways, dear God. I a-weary cry upon the shore.
Along the shingled beach I go The wind about me as I make my way to my weary dream upon my bed.
Dear Wind that shakes the barley free
Blow home my true love's ship to me, fill the sail. I a-weary wait upon the shore.
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Blow home my true love's ship to me, fill the sail. I a-weary wait upon the shore.