Out of the moonlight, the month of MayA ship would take her last breathA half-born lost, the same thingLike her mammy, she was justA lonely heart, it's searching for meAs all her cats, they're sailing out to seaAnd to those people, they gathered roundA flock to feel that lovely sightAnd to young maidens, they came to townThe way to Adam through the nightA lonely heart, it's searching for meAs all her cats, they're sailing out to seaShe tried to clear the rocks with spinning sailsThe ocean made her every timeAnd with a crack, her body fellAnd she fell, she fell, she fellAnd the sea gulped in for the eyesA lonely heart, it's searching for meAs all her cats, they're sailing out to seaI can hear her callingI can hear her callingI can hear her calling back to meAnd when she leavesHe's returned to the townEvery maid sat on the pierBut lovers lost, fathers never foundBut now that man makes rest in tearsThat lonely heart is sitting freeAs all are pranced through and standing at your seatI can hear her callingI can hear her callingBut now that my maid's trusting cheeseI feel that my maid's trusting cheeseI can see that my maid's trusting cheeseI can see that my maid's trusting cheese