Interpret:

Pretty Maids

Album:

Stripped

In the year of 39 assembled here the Volunteers
 In the days when lands were few 
 Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn
 The sweetest sight ever seen
 And the night followed day
 And the story tellers say
 That the score brave souls inside 
 For many a lonely day sailed across the milky seas
 Never looked back, never feared, never cried


 Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
 Don't you hear me calling you
 Write your letter in the sand
 For the day I take your hand
 In the land that our grandchildren knew


 In the year of 39 came a ship in from the blue
 The volunteers came home that day 
 And they bring good news of a world so newly born
 Though their hearts so heavily weigh
 For the earth is old and grey
 To a new home we'll away
 But my love this cannot be
 For so many years have gone though I'm older but a year
 Your mother's eyes in your eyes cry to me


 Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
 Don't you hear me calling you
 All the letters in the sand cannot heal me like your hand
 For my life 
 Still ahead
 Pity me