Lyrics

Oh the wind blows cold
and the wind blows fast
and the winter wind comes in.
So you must come back
and comfort me
just to warm my heart again.

Whistle high, low,
hear the wind blow
and the sky is grey.
If you don't come back
home soon to
warm up my heart,
the wind will blow me
away.

Soon you'll come back home,
never more to roam.
Soon I'll see your ship come in.
But for now,
the wind must fill your sail,
'til it brings you home again.

Whistle high, low,
hear the wind blow
and the sky is grey.
If you don't come back
home soon to
warm up my heart,
the wind will blow me
away.