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.