I lost my love to the famined field
I lost my love to the famined field
The wind blows high, and the wind blows cold
And I will ne'er see my love grow old

The famine struck when I was to sea
The famine struck when I was to sea
The wind blows high, and the wind blows cold
And I will ne'er see my love grow old

We hit the rocks on our way back
We hit the rocks on our way back
The wind blows high, and the wind blows cold
And I will ne'er see my love grow old

Half of us starved, and the others near drowned
Half of us starved, and the others near drowned
The wind blows high, and the wind blows cold
And I will ne'er see my love grow old


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