Come oh tired sailor into my sullen keep

Release the earthly shackles that hold you by your feet.

No sun will kiss your face but I will keep you warm

In a watery castle hidden from the storm.

Come oh tired sailor what treasures to behold

Beneath this watery dungeon are kingdoms made of gold

Come oh tired sailor boy no crown amongst your keep

But you will be my godly sire a kingdom you shall reap.