Copyright, 1895, by A. B. Schulz A O. C. Jarmuth.
Words and Music by Al. B. Schulz.
The ship ploughed through the calm, blue sea,
The sailors sat and joked,
But where's our brave and jolly mate?
Asked one, And up all looked.
Oh, there he sits; come on now, Jack,
Your jokes are always right,
But, lad, you're always filled with joy,
What makes you sad to-night?
Brace up, old boy, shake off your thoughts,
And tell us of your fate.
When Jack's eyes filled with burning tears,
And this be did relate:
There's none to come and meet me
On the shore, that once was dear;
There's none to come and greet me,
And shed a gladdened tear;
My only treasure's taken,
'T has been my only pride,
The seal of love is broken,
My only hope destroyed.
How well I do remember yet
Those happy childhood days
That Kate and I together spent,
In sweet and playful ways.
I learned to love her when a child,
"T seems not so long ago,
I thought, together we would brave
The sea of life, but no-
Oh, lads, I've struggled hard through life,
Like many of your lot;
But of all battles this one is
The hardest I have fought.- Chorus.
When we left on our last long trip,
I kissed my Kate 'mid tears;
We promised to be true,
All hough we may not meet, for years;
Oh, boys, it gives me pain to think
That she and I must part.
A girl is week-through words so sweet
Another's won her heart.,
So when this life comes to an end,
And death for me has come,
I'll hail a last farewell to Kale,
Love's battle will be won.-Chorus.