When I woke I thought of you Looked out of the window at this familiar view I watched the kites fly high above the steeples And the washing lines that float With sailorÂŽs clothes
When I woke I thought of you. In the vale thereÂŽs a meadow Where a rare flower grows Oh Mary wonÂŽt you be my girl. When the land falls away And the sea there lies rolling Oh Mary itÂŽs a simple world. When your headscarf falls like this And the sunlightÂŽs on your lips Oh Mary wonÂŽt you be my girl. I took a walk down to the parsonÂŽs house Met the cooper and the priest on the way there They pointed up to the woods for you Oh Mary IÂŽll find you somewhere.