Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly
Blow the wind south o'er the bonnie blue sea
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly
Blow, bonnie breeze, my true 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 lover to me
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly
Blow the wind south o'er the bonnie blue sea
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly
Blow, bonnie breeze, my true love to me
Is it not sweet to hear the breeze singing
As gently it comes o'er the deep rolling sea?
But sweeter and endearing by far 'tis when steering
The bark of my true love back safely to me
(Blow the wind)
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly
Blow the wind south o'er the bonnie blue sea
Blow the wind southerly, southerly, southerly
Blow, bonnie breeze; blow, bonnie breeze
Blow, bonnie breeze, my true love to me