Fogarty's Cove

We just lost sight of the Queensport light
 Down the bay before us
 And the wind has blown some cold today
 With just a wee touch of snow
 Along the shore from Lazy Head
 Hard abeam Half Island
 Tonight we'll let the anchor go
 Down in Fogarty's Cove
 My Sally's like the ravens wing
 Her hair is like her mother's
 With hands that make quick work of a chore
 And eyes like the top of a stove
 Come suppertime she'll walk the beach
 Wrapped in my old duffle
 With her eyes upon the masthead reach
 Down in Fogarty's Cove
 She will walk the sandy shore so plain
 Watch the comber's roll in
 'Til I come to Wild Rose Chance again
 Down in Fogarty's Cove
 She will walk the sandy shore so plain
 Watch the comber's roll in
 'Til I come to Wild Rose Chance again
 Down in Fogarty's Cove
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 She cries when I'm away to sea
 Nags me when I'm with her
 She'd rather I'd a government job
 Or maybe go on the dole
 But I love the waves as I pull about
 Nose into the channel
 My Sally keeps the supper and a bed for me
 Down in Fogarty's Cove
 She will walk the sandy shore so plain
 Watch the comber's roll in
 'Til I come to Wild Rose Chance again
 Down in Fogarty's Cove
 She will walk the sandy shore so plain
 Watch the comber's roll in
 'Til I come to Wild Rose Chance again
 Down in Fogarty's Cove