"Willie My Brave"

Willie my Brave.

On the lonely sea beat shore
A maiden fair was weeping
Calling one who far away
Beneath the wave was sleeping
 unchanging
Thus her sad, and plaintive strain
Floated ever on the main
Come o'er the billow
Ride on the wave
Come while the wind bloweth
Willie my Brave

He said his bark would soon
 return
 Then with a kiss they parted
But when a year had passed
  Away
She soon grew weary hearted