It's no use talking in this rain I stopped thinking hours ago There's only fear now, as the gales refuse to wane And the breakers only grow And I can't help but feel alone Upon this vessel in the deep These salty tears I weep, are never to be known As they fall into the sea And you can almost hear the prayers It's been a long night on the sheets There are no Godless men, when black clouds bruise the air And waves rise thirty feet We're never going to make the dock All I can do is picture her With windswept hair she waits upon the widow's walk Praying for my safe return