American Old Time Song Lyrics: 33 The Deep Blue Sea

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 33

THE DEEP, BLUE SEA.

When the breeze is softly singing, over the deep, blue sea,
And the vesper-bell is ringing, I'll steal away to thee, to thee,
I'll steal away to thee-
From a world whose iron chain sits heavy on my soul,
From many a weary pain beyond my weak control.
Oh! when the breeze is singing, over the deep, blue sea,
And the vesper-bell is ringing, I'll come back, my love, to thee, to thee.
I'll come, my love, to thee.

Away to the shining waters, rippling over the land;
Away to the rocks of Coral, along the moonlit sand,
Along, along the moonlit sand.
The glow of health will meet us on the sweet evening air,
The sparkling waves will greet us with a murm'ring welcome there.
Oh! when the breeze is singing, over the deep, blue sea,
And the vesper-bell is ringing, I'll come back, my love, to thee, to thee,
I'll come, my love, to thee.