Yeo ho! ye mariners
That venture out to sea,
And leave the earth and the smooth green turf
For the swing of the waves and the swirling surf,
Do you know you must come to me?
You were promised long ago to me!

Yeo ho! ye mariners
That seek a far countrie
For a silken cargo of rainbow shades
From the looms of mysterious dark-eyed maids,
Do they know that they weave for me?
They are weaving their silks for me!

Yeo ho! ye mariners
That laugh so loud and free!
The wind is fresh and the waves are curled,
But I'll follow the ship to the end of the world
Till I gather my own to me
In the depths of the stormy sea!