I would tend the flocks And waken in the morning With the dawning of the day But time passes slowly As the herd sounds lowly Sadder I than they Seagull cry Cry the spirit of the sea Seagull cry Cry the spirit of my love for thee Fortune never came my way And yet it matters not For I was young and free Yet if I'd had this land I'd hae up an ta'en her hand Though it's now too late for me Seagull cry Cry the spirit of the sea Seagull cry Cry the spirit of my love for thee I will sail my boat on courses Charted by my own hand Seeking one that's true I will travel lonely For this journey only Without thought of you Foreign lands come into view And yet I turn the helm And run for open sea Sad she'll be to know That I have found another Sadder I than she Seagull cry Cry the spirit of the sea Seagull cry Cry the spirit of my love for thee Seagull cry Cry the spirit of the sea Seagull cry Cry the spirit of my love for thee