I dreamed you were a rich man

And that I had no place to go

I came to you, to see if you would take me in

Through golden curtains you told me, you'd let me know Now you drink for 10 and you smoke for 20

And your fickle heart never will be true

But still I feel the wind in from the harbor

That's when I know the longing for you

That's when I know the old longing for you I saw you in my mind's eye, you were laid out on your final day

I stood in line to see that handsome face once more

Had been so dear to me, I kissed you as you lay

You were so dear to me, I kissed you as you lay Now whenever I do travel, if to England, Portugal or Spain

As I do walk by the shipyards and the harbors

I smell the salt and the bay rum, and your ghost again

I know the salt and the bay rum, and you beside me again