Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly Blow the wind south o'er the bonny blue sea.
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly Blow, bonny breeze, my lover to me.
They told me last night there were ships in the offing
And I hurried down to the deep rolling sea.
But my eye could not see it
Wherever might be it
The barque that is bearing my lover to me.
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly Blow the wind south o'er the bonny blue sea.
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly Blow, bonny breeze and bring them to me.
Oh, is it not sweet to hear the breeze singing,
As gently it blows o'er the deep rolling sea?
But sweeter and dearer by far when 'tis
Bringing the barque of my true love in safely to me!
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly Blow the wind south o'er the bonny blue sea.
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly Blow bonny breeze, my lover to me."