If tonight is the night that I breathe my last breath
Then I'm taking this moment to make request.
Will you go out to the street and find this young girl
Then bring her to my side before to heaven I go.
With my last bit of strength, I'll take her hand
And look deep in her eyes and say like a man
I'm sorry I left you, that cold November day
When you wait by docks, til the first week in May
See, I wasn't sure I ready to make you my wife
A decision I regretted the rest of my life.
But before I passed, I had to make it right
And make sure that you knew, you were the love of life.
So take care young girl and please don't hold a grudge
Against your untamed sailor, who wasn't sure of love.
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