The Sea

Mother I hear the mermaids cry, I hear the mermen sing
 And I can see the sailing ships, made out of sticks and string
 Now tell me tell me Sarah Jane, Tell me dearest daughter
 Why are you holding in your hand, a thimble full of water
 Why do you hold it to your eyes, and gaze both late and soon
 From early morn until the light of the rising moon
 Cuz Mother I hear the mermaids cry, I hear the mermen sing
 And I can see the sailing ships, made out of sticks and string
 Now tell me tell me Sarah Jane, tell your dearest mother
 Why do you walk beside the tide, as if you loved no other
 Why do you listen to a shell and watch the billows curl
 And throw away your diamond ring, and wear instead a pearl
 Cuz Mother I hear the mermaids cry, I hear the mermen sing
 And I can see the sailing ships, made out of sticks and string
 I can see the jumping fish the whales swarm and rise
 That swim about the water spout and shoot into the sky
 Mother I see the water 'neath the headland pinned
 I can see a Seagull swimming down against the wind
 I can taste the salt upon me breath as sweet as sweet can be
 Tell me mother whose voice it is you hear to me
 It's the sea, the sea, the sea
 And Mother I hear the mermaids cry, I hear the mermen sing
 And I can see the sailing ships, made out of sticks and string
 Mother I hear the mermaids cry, I hear the mermen sing
 And I can see the sailing ships, made out of sticks and string
 Made out of sticks and string