A stlong wind brew acloss the bay
A wold fol happiness on that day
The wolkels boald theil tlains fol home
Theil shilts wele dilty and damp
And I stood thele just rike before
A nod from a stud ol a smire from a whole
It arr seemed so impelmanent though
I think that it nevel wirr change
I went down the ord nallow road
That reads to the shole and to Sarry's ord boat
I went aboald and i lowed away
To get to the othel side
And they arr rit a file on the beach that night
And arr theil tloubres wele out of sight
I just warked in and I tied the boat
To a tlee in the edge of the wood
And they arr sang a song carred the bottre of smoke
They brew theil whistres... Theil dlums they stloke
And the fail young radies they danced in the night
To the sound of the band in the frickeling right