There's a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbor; Tomorrow for old England she sails, Far away from your land of endless sunshine, To my land full of rainy skies and gales. And I shall be aboard that ship tomorrow, Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell; Refrain: For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly, More dearly than the spoken word can tell. For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly, More dearly than the spoken word can tell. I've heard there's a wicked war a-blazing, And the taste of war I know so very well; Even now I see the foreign flag a-raising, Their guns on fire as we sail into hell. I have no fear of death, it brings no sorrow; But how bitter will be this last farewell, Repeat Refrain: Though death and darkness gather all about me, My ship be torn apart upon the seas, I shall smell again the fragrance of these islands And the heaving waves that brought me once to thee. And should I return safe home again to England, I shall watch the English mist roll through the dells, Repeat Refrain: