Angel Hill
A sailor came walking down Angel Hill
He knocked on my door with a right good will
With a right good will he knocked on my door
And he said My dear friend, we have met before
No never said I
He searched my eye with his sea blue stare
Laughed out loud on the cold Cornish air
On the Cornish air he laughed aloud
And he said my dear friend you have grown too proud
No never said I
In war we swallowed the bitter
bread, drank of the brine the sailor said
We took of the bread and we tasted the brine
And I bound your wounds as you bound mine
No never said I
By day and night on the diving sea
We whistled the sun and the moon said he
Together we whistled to moon and sun
And vowed that our stars should be as one
No never said I
No never said I
Now he said that the war is past
Come to your heart and home at last
Come to your home and heart to share
Whatever good fortune waits for me there
No never said I
I have no wife nor son he said
No pillow on which for to make my head
No pillow abide, no wife, nor son
Till you shall give to me my own
No never said I
His eye it flashed like a lightning dart
And still as a stone it stirred my heart
A heart like a granite stone was still
And he said my dear friend but I think you will
No never said I
The sailor smiled, turned in his track
Shifted the bundle all up on his back
And I heard him sing as he strolled away
You'll send in your fetch for me, one fine day
No never said I
No never said I
No never said I

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