Lyrics Ships - Anaïs Mitchell

Ships

Down at the docks, you and me walking
Watching you watching the ships
Coming into the harbor
You told me again of your voyages grand
I loved you most when you spoke
Of the seven wonders
And you reached in your coat
For your telescope
See what you could see
When your ship comes in
When your ship comes in
When your ship comes in, you’ll be happy
Down at the docks, you and me walking
Watching you watching the ships
Coming into the harbor
And it was my treat to buy you fine sweets
Kippers in tins
Little things to bring you pleasure
And you parted your lips
For a herring fish
Didn’t part them for me
When your ship comes in
When your ship comes in
When your ship comes in, you’ll be happy
I won’t plead and I won’t beg
Shed salt tears all down your neck
When your ship comes in
I won’t weep and I won’t mourn
I’m gonna let my long hair down
When your ship comes in
Who’s gonna hold your hand so cold?
Who’s gonna gaze in your glazing eye?
Who’s gonna kiss your prattling lips?
Who’s gonna lay in a bed so wide?
Who’s gonna lay in your lonely bed?
Who’s gonna love you like me?
When your ship comes in
When your ship comes in
When your ship comes in