Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly,
Blow the wind south o'er the bonny blue sea;
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly,
Blow bonnie breeze, my lover to me.
They told me last night, there were ships in the offing,
And I hurried down to the deep rolling sea,
But my eye could not see it wherever might be it
The bark that is bearing my lover to me.
A traditional song from Northumberland.
Blow the wind south o'er the bonny blue sea;
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly,
Blow bonnie breeze, my lover to me.
They told me last night, there were ships in the offing,
And I hurried down to the deep rolling sea,
But my eye could not see it wherever might be it
The bark that is bearing my lover to me.
A traditional song from Northumberland.