[Intro]
This is a story about a ghost come back from out of the sea
Come to take his bride away from the house carpenter

Well met, well met, my own true love
Well met, well met, cried she
I´ve just returned from the salt, salt sea
And it´s all for the love of thee

I could have married a King´s daughter there
She would have married me
But I have forsaken my King´s daughter there
It´s all for the love of thee

Well, if you could have married a King´s daughter there
I´m sure you´re the one to blame
For I am married to a house carpenter
And I´m sure he´s a fine young man

Forsake, forsake your house carpenter
And come away with me
I´ll take you to where the green grass grows
On the shores of sunny Italy

So up she picked her babies three
And give them kisses, one, two, three
Saying, "Take good care of your daddy while I´m gone
And keep him good company"

Well, they were sailing about two weeks
I´m sure it was not three
When the younger of the girls, she came on deck
Saying she wants company

"Well, are you weeping for your house and home?
Or are you weeping for your babies?"
"Well, I´m not weeping for my house carpenter
I´m weeping for my babies three"

"Oh, what are those hills yonder, my love?
They look as white as snow"
"Those are the hill of heaven, my love
You and I´ll never know"

"Oh,what are those hills yonder, my love?
They look as dark as night"
"Those are the hills of hellfire my love
Where you and I will unite"

Oh, twice around went the gallant ship
I´m sure it was not three
When the ship all of a sudden, it sprung a leak
And it drifted to the bottom of the sea