A Thought of Home at Sea

'Tis lone on the waters

When Eve's mournful bell

Sends forth to the sunset

A note of farewell!

When borne with the shadows

And winds as they sweep,

There comes a fond memory

Of Home o'er the deep!

When the wing of the sea-bird

Is turn'd to her nest,

And the heart of the sailor

To all he loves best.

'Tis lone on the waters —

That hour hath a spell

To bring back sweet voices

And words of farewell!