Here’s what I think I hear:

LALLA ROOKH
Words, Chris Leslie. Music, Maartin Allcock.
As recorded by Fairport Convention on “Acoustically Down Under” (2005)

Our ship she sails across the bar line.
The port is slipping out of view.
Rum and(?) oak cut through the water,
The figurehead will guard our crew
For Lalla Rookh

She is a princess of old India.
She looks ahead for storm or calm.
She’s all I have for my salvation
With the muscle in my arm.
O Lalla Rookh—

Please think of me when I am on the deep
And keep me safe within your heart.
Don’t be flattered by another’s eyes
Don’t give your love while we’re apart.

The gulls no longer circle round us.
The sun is strong upon my face.
We're pulling hard upon the ropes now.
We hope this wind will last for days.
O Lalla Rookh—

[instrumental break]

Please think of me... [repeat]

Coming home the moon’s behind us.
How many times I’ve called your name!
I’ll hold you in my arms so tightly
Till I go to sea again,
O Lalla Rookh!
Till I go to sea again,
O Lalla Rookh!