My ship is waiting in Jamaica , for old England she sails
For all my life , I have been a sailor
Now I'm coming home for I have been away
Now I want to see good old England again
I have had to much of this travel , now I want to live out my life
On English lands
No more travelling , I want to walk down the old Kent road
When I get there I see my family, with all the tears and tales I will tell
Of all my adventures of just sailing on the sea
I had my life and I done that , now I want to come home
I left England in 1896 , now it 1901
Just to see England one more time
If I don't see tomorrow, if I don't reach England lands
Please write to my love ones, I wish I was on England golden lands
I have had my life for king and country
Now I want to be back on England lands
The ship is sailing, I be with you very soon
If I'm not ,I be very sad, for I love all of you
I hope I made you proud, for king and country I served
Now the storm in the sea is smashing my ship
The waves are coming over board
I'm scared we my not reach England harbour
Who knows what will be
But in my heart darling
Good old England belong to me