Pedro The Fisherman by Gracie Fields
[whistling]
Pedro the fisherman was always whistling
Such a merry call
Girls who were passing by would hear him whistling
By the harbour wall
But his sweetheart, Nina, who
Loved him true, always new
That this call was meant for her alone
And in the evening when the lights were gleaming
And they had to part
As he sailed his boat away, echoing across the bay
Came the song that lingered in her heart
[whistling]
But days of dreaming quickly pass and life goes rolling on
And one day from the harbour wall, she found his boat had gone
He'd sailed away to find the gold the sea could never bring
To buy a dress, a cuckoo clock, a saucepan and a ring
She kept her eyes on the blue horizon
But he didn't return
She stopped her sighing and stopped her crying'Cause he-ee-ee didn't return
One day her father said to her, oh dearest daughter mine
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