by the softest, gentlest breeze
Did a ship set sail with her cargo laden
for a port beyond the seas
There were sweet farewells,
there were loving signals
while her form was yet desert
Watching for the ship that never returned
And her fate is yet unlearned
Watching for the ship that nev
Said a feeble lad to his anxious mother,
I must cross the wide, sea
For they say perchance in
There is health and strength for me
Was a gleam of hope in a maze of danger
And her heart for her youngest year
Yet she sent him forth with a smile
And a blessing on the ship
And her fate is yet unlearned
watching for the ship that
as he kissed his weeping wife
Just one more bag of the golden treasure
and to last us all our life
Then we'll settle down in a cozy cottage
and enjoy the rest we've earned
But alas, poor man, he sailed commander
on the ship that never returned
and her fate is yet unlearned
watching for the ship that never returned.