Of all the stars that ever shone, not one could twinkle like your pale blue eyes.
The golden cord of time must tie your hair.
Sailing in my boat, the wind gently blows and fills my sails.
Your sweet scented breath is everywhere.
The moonlight peeping through the passing curtain of the night time is your smile.
The sun in the sky is like a laugh.
Come back to me my Nancy, linger for just a little while.
Since you left me sure I've known no peace nor joy.
No matter where I wandered I'm still haunted by your name.
The portrait of your beauty stays the same.
Sailing by the ocean wondering where you've gone, if you'll return again.
Where is the ring I gave to Nancy Spain?

On that day in spring when snow starts to melt and streams to flow,
with the birds I'll sing your song.
In a while I'll wander down by Bluebell Grove for while flowers grow
and hope that lovely Nancy will return.
No matter where I wandered I'm still haunted by your name.
The portrait of your beauty stays the same.
Sailing by the ocean wondering where you've gone, if you'll return again.
Where is the ring I gave to Nancy Spain?
Where is the ring I gave to Nancy Spain?