Now you drink for 10 and you smoke for 20
But still I feel the wind in from the harbor
As I do walk by the shipyards and the harbors
I stood in line to see that handsome face once more
Now whenever I do travel, if to England, Portugal or Spain
That's when I know the old longing for you
Through golden curtains you told me, you'd let me know
I saw you in my mind's eye, you were laid out on your final day
I came to you, to see if you would take me in
And your fickle heart never will be true
You were so dear to me, I kissed you as you lay
Had been so dear to me, I kissed you as you lay
That's when I know the longing for you
I smell the salt and the bay rum, and your ghost again
