A friend sings it....I 'almost' know it...If I can't piece it out, I'll call her and have her finish it.

"I'll sing you a song, it's not very long,
If I can remember the words...
If I can remember the words..
If I can remember the words.

There was something about a bold sailor,
Lately returned to the shore...
He'd been sailing around the East Indies....
But I don't remember no more.

There were blacksmiths and blackbirds and thrushes,
Singing on every green spray-
Someone wore a black shawl- or was it nothing at all?
And somehow I'm sure it was May.

-----------------------????
She'd been waiting....???
But she couldn't wait anymore.


So putting his hand in his pocket,
A handful of broken tokens he chose.
And he said to his own precious jewel...
"Do you recognize any of those?"

So he told her of cruel privations,
As they rounded the Horn in a gale.
But never of any relations
With cabin boys- male or female.

Now, William, like British sailors,
Had silver & gold in great store.
So wedding bells chimed to Wild Mountain Thyme''
THEY DON'T WRITE 'EM LIKE THAT ANYMORE!


almost....unless anyone has the missing pieces, I'd better call