Jackie left on a cold, dark nightTelling me he'd be homeSailed the seas for a hundred yearsAnd left me all aloneNow I've been dead for twenty yearsI've been washing the sand with my ghostly tearsSearching the shores for my Jackie-ohAnd I remember the day that the young man cameSaid, your Jackie's gone, he is lost in the rainAnd I ran to the beachAnd laid me downYou're all wrong, I saidAnd they stared to the sandThat man knows the sea like the back of his handHe'll be back some timeLaughing at youAnd I've been waiting all this timeFor my man to come, take his hand in mineAnd lead me awayTo unsailed shoresI've been washing the sand with my salty tearsSearching the shore these long yearsAnd I'll walk the sea forever more'til I find my Jackie-ohJackie-ohJackie-ohJackie-oh |
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