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 [bad word] love 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 bark that is bearing my [bad word] love 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 him to me.

Is it not sweet to hear the breeze singing,
As light as [bad word] o'er the deep rolling sea?
But sweeter and dearer by far when 'tis bringing
The bark of my [bad word] love in safety to me.

Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly,
Blow the wind south o'er the bonny blue sea…