The Bay of Biscay

My Willy sails on board the tender
And where he is I do not know
For seven long years I’ve been constantly waiting
Since he crossed the Bay of Biscay-o

One night as Mary lay a-sleeping
A knock came to her bedroom door
Crying arise, arise, my dearest Mary
For to catch one glance of your Willy-o

Young Mary rose, put on her clothing
And to her bedroom door did go
And there she found her Willy standing
His two pale cheeks as white as snow

Oh Willy dear, where are those blushes
Those blushes I knew long years ago?
Oh Mary dear, the cold clay has them
I am only the ghost of your Willy-o

Oh Mary dear, the dawn is coming
Don’t you think it’s time for me to go?
I am leaving you quite broken-hearted
For to cross the Bay of Biscay-o

If I had all the gold and silver
And all the money in Mexico
I would grant it all to the King of Heaven
If he’d bring me back my Willy-o