My Ship
Kurt Weill, Ira Gershwin
My ship has sails that are made of silk
The decks are trimmed with gold
And of jam and spice there's a paradise in the hold
My ship's aglow with a million pearls
And rubies fill each bin
The sun sits high in a sapphire sky when my ship comes in
Whoa, ship comes in
Yeah
I can wait the years 'til it appears
One fine day one spring
But the pearls and such they won't mean much
If there's missing just one thing
I do not care if that day arrives
That dream need never be
If the ship I sing doesn't also bring
My own true love back to me
If the ship I sing doesn't also bring my true love, oh no
Bring my true love, oh
Bring my true love
Back to me
Oh-oh-oh oh oh oh