All You Pretty Girls

Do something for me, boys
 If I should die at sea, boys
 Write a little note, boys
 Set it off afloat, saying
 Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls
 Village and city girls by the quayside
 Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls
 Watching and waiting by the sea
 Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls
 Quiet or witty girls by the quayside
 Bless you, bless you, all of you pretty girls
 Watching and waiting by the sea
 I think about your pale arms waving
 When I see the caps upon the green
 And the rocking roller-coaster ocean
 Think about you every night when I'm fathoms asleep
 And in my dreams
 We are rocking in a similar motion
 I think about the salt sea rolling
 Down in pearly tears upon your cheeks
 Just like the day the harbour pulled away
 I think about your warm white sheets unfolding
 The more I have to drink
 The more that I can think to say