Testo Home Of The Whale

Home of the WhaleOh my love he works upon the seaOn the waves that blow wild and freeHe splices the ropes and he sets the sailWhile southwards he roams to the home of the whaleAnd he ne'er thinks of me far behindOr the torments that rage in my mindHe is mine for only part of the yearThen I'm left all alone with only my tearsAll ye ladies that smell of white roseThank ye for your perfume to wear on my goldThank ye all the wives and the babies that yearnFor the man ne'er returns from hunting the sperm [whale]Oh my love he works upon the seaOn the waves that blow wild and freeHe splices the ropes and he sets the sailWhile southwards he roams to the home of the whale