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The Girl I Left Behind Me


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The dames of France are fond and free  and Flemish lips are willing

And soft the maids of Italy And Spanish eyes are thrilling

Still, though I bask beneath their smile Their charms fail to bind me

And my heart goes back to Erin's Isle To the girl I left behind me

For she's as fair as Shannon's side And purer than its water

But she refused to be my bride Though many years I sought her

Yet, since to France I sailed away Her letters oft remind me

That I promised never to gainsay The girl I left behind me  

She says: "My own dear love come home My friends are rich and many

Or else, abroad with you I'll roam A soldier stout as any

If you'll not come, nor let me go I'll think you have resigned me

My heart nigh broke when I answered "No,"To the girl I left behind me

For never shall my true love brave A life of war and toiling

And never as a skulking slave I'll tread my native soil on

But were it free or to be free The battle's close would find me

To Ireland bound, nor message need From the girl I left behind me  

The author of this website has put a lot of time and effort into gathering the greatest collection of sea shanties for the world to enjoy - There are songs that have been to sung to a job of work at sea for many, many years and collecting them has been a great endeavour. - Roger Chartier has made the effort out of his own interest and the requests that he has gotten to do this work from fellow musicians who wanted a good source of sea shanties to draw on and learn from. He has been told that for this effort he is a remarkable man.