Wait 'Till My Ship Comes Home(Maggie with Heart So True)
Copyright, 1894, by Frank Harding.
Written and Composed by John Walsh. Arranged by John Stromberg.
He sailed away from New York hay, in a ship both staunch and sound,
As apprentice boy for five long years to the captain he was bound;
He left his sweetheart weeping, his blue-eyed, rosy maid,
" You're going away, my sailor lad," through soli's and tears, she said.
He pressed her fondly to his breast, and wiped the tears away,
"A love like mine can never die," be lovingly did say:
Wait 'till my ship comes home again, over the raging sea,
Wait until my time is up, then a captain I will be,
I'll lead you to the church, my dear, happy I'll be with you,
We'll roam this world together, love, sweet Maggie with heart so true.
My Maggie is more beautiful than any girl I know,
Her hair's as black as the raven's wing, her teeth as white as snow,
The blushes on her dimpled checks the rose would put to shame,
Her pouting lips like cherries red, that set my heart aflame;
But now I am a captain, and I've bought the wedding ring.
Next Sunday morn we'll married be, then the boys and girls will sing:- Chorus.