The Holy Ground Marc Gunn

Fare thee well, my lovely Dinah
A thousand times adieu
For we're going away from the Holy Ground
And the girls we all love true
We will sail the salt seas over
And then return for shore
And still I live in hope to see
The Holy Ground once more
[Fine Girl You Are]

You're the girl that I adore
And still I live in hope to see
The Holy Ground once more
[Fine Girl You Are]

Now when we're out a-sailing
And you are far behind
Fine letters will I write to you
With the secrets of my mind
The secrets of my mind, my girl
You're the girl that I adore
And still I live in hope to see
The Holy Ground once more
[Fine Girl You Are]

Oh now the storm is raging
And we are far from shore;
The poor old ship she's sinking fast
And the riggings they are tore
The night is dark and dreary
We can scarcely see the moon
But still I live in hope to see
The Holy Ground once more
[Fine Girl You Are]