Adieu to you my Dinah, a thousand times adieu

For we’re going away from the holy ground and the girls we all love true

We will sail the salt seas over and then return for sure

To see again the girls we love, and the holy ground once more

You’re the girl I do adore!

And still I live in hopes to see

The holy ground once more

I see the storm clouds rising, I see it coming soon

And the sky it is so cloudy you can scarcely see the noon

The poor old ship is tossing about and the rigging is all torn

And still I live in hopes to see the holy ground once more

And now the storm is over and we are safe on shore

We will drink and toast to the Holy Ground and the girls that we adore

We will drink strong ale and porter, and we’ll make the rafters roar

And when our money is all spent we will go to sea once more