| Fare thee well, my lovely Dina, a thousand times adieu For we're going away from the Holy Ground And the girls we all love true And we'll sail the salt seas over, and we'll return for sure To see again the girls we love, and the Holy Ground once more |
| Chorus: (shouted) Fine girl you are! You're the girl I do adore And still I live in hopes to see The Holy Ground once more (shouted) Fine girl you are!! |
| And now the storm is raging, and we are far from shore And the good old ship is tossing about And the rigging is all tore And the secret of my mind, my love, you're the girl I do adore And still I live in hopes to see the Holy Ground once more |
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| And now the storm is over and we are safe and well We will go into a public house And we'll sit and drink our fill We will drink strong ale and porter and we'll make the rafters roar And when our money is all spent, well go to sea once more. |
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