Southwind
Jack Hardy
[Verse 1]
Gone is the four-leaf clover
The summer had arranged
That I would be forgotten
When autumn brought her rain
For the field is filled with clover
And time is filled with tears
And the fishes fill the oceans
That carry off the years
[Verse 2]
Of all the summers washed away
That day I remember best
You unhesitant and willing
In your dark and flowered dress
And you were with the warm south wind
That blew the curtains wild
But I was with the cold north wind
That scares the autumn child
[Verse 3]
For I was once a fisherman
My boat named for that day
Her face was carved in oaken dreams
And thrust into the spray
And lady luck's for dreaming
Deep in this land-locked main
But somewhere in those South Sea isles
Blows a hurricane