WAIT TILL THE TIDE COMES IN.
Copyright, 1887, by George Propheter, Jr.
Words by George Propheter. Music by Gussie L. Davis.
He kissed me by the sea,
The tears rolled down my cheeks,
My heart was filled with sadness,
To him I could not speak;
The ship was weighing anchor,
And sadly moaned the wind.
His last words were, "God bless you,
Wait till the tide comes in."
Wait till the tide comes in,
I will return to you, love, again,
Back to sweet kisses, back to caresses,
And with you I will remain.
Think of me always when I'm away,
Watch for the white sails, love, day by day,
I will return, love, only be constant,
Wait till the tide comes in.
The days and weeks roll by,
And months turn into years.
Since that sad hour of parting
He left me here in tears;
I oft sit by the seaside
And watch the stormy main,
I can't forget his last words:
"Wait till the tide comes in." -Chorus.