Nantucket Sleighride

Goodbye, little Robin-Marie
Don't try following me
Don't cry, little Robin-Marie
'Cause you know I'm coming home soon

My ships' leaving on a three-year tour
The next tide will take us from shore
Windlaced, gather in sail and spray
On a search for [Dm7]the mighty sperm whale

Fly your willow branches
Wrap your body ɾound my [A]soul
Lay down your ɾeeds and [Bm]drums on [C7]my [A]soft sheets
There are years behind us ɾeaching
To the place where hearts are beating
And I know you're the last tɾue love I'll ever meet

Starbuck's sharpening his harpoon
The black man's playing his tune
An old salt's sleeping his watch away
He'll be [Am]drunk again before noon

Three years sailing on [C7]bended knee
We found no whales in the sea
Don't cry, little Robin-Marie
'Cause we'll be [Am]in sight of land [Bm]soon