THERE'S A SHIP.
Copyright, 1892, by Willis Woodward & Co.
Words and Music by Paul Dresser.
There's a ship, and it sails to-day, my love,
And I sail with it, too;
But it takes only me, for my heart remains,
My angel one, with you.
In foreign lands for riches I
Shall seek where'er they be;
And if I'm blest with health I'll soon have wealth
To bring, my love, to thee!
Oh, come, dry your tears, my angel one, I would not cause you pain;
On land or on sea my love for thee shall ever be the same.
There's a ship, and it sailed from foreign lands;
A youth sailed with it, too,
Who had silver and gold And wealth untold
For his sweetheart tried and true.
The ship it sank in a storm at sea
With the one she held so dear;
And that night, In a dream, his voice it seemed
To whisper in her ear:-Chorus.
There's a ship, and it ne'er returned, they say.
From lands for o'er the sea;
There's a maiden who weeps and wonders when
Her long lost love can be.
But they shall meet in future years,
From cures forever free.
As they sail on the shin of a sea unknown.
Through the gates of Eternity!-Chorus.