When Ships put

It's “Sweet, good-bye,” when pennants fly

And ships put out to sea;

It's a loving kiss, and a tear or two

In an eye of brown or an eye of blue;—

And you'll remember me,

Sweetheart,

And you'll remember me.

It's “Friend or foe?” when signals blow

And ships sight ships at sea;

It's clear for action, and man the guns,

As the battle nears or the battle runs;—

And you'll remember me,

Sweetheart,

And you'll remember me.

It's deck to deck, and wrath and wreck

When ships meet ships at sea;

It's scream of shot and shriek of shell,

And hull and turret a roaring hell;—

And you'll remember me,

Sweetheart,

And you'll remember me.

It's doom and death, and pause a breath

When ships go down at sea;

It's hate is over and love begins,

And war is cruel whoever wins;—

And you'll remember me,

Sweetheart,

And you'll remember me.