Oh, love is kind to the least of man Hie awa, hie awa Though he be but a drunken tar Hie awa, awa Far from land and the sight of man Hie awa, hie awa Oh, who will love the sailorman? Hie awa, awa And awa and awa Hie awa, hie awa And awa and awa Hie awa, awa Take me to that star-eyed maid Hie awa, hie awa Oh, I was happy with her laid Hie awa, awa In the comfort of her bed Hie awa, hie awa There let me lie until I'm dead Hie awa, awa And awa and awa Hie awa, hie awa And awa and awa Hie awa, awa Here's my blessing, let it be Hie awa, hie awa May you love as she loved me Hie awa, awa For love is kind to the least of men Hie awa, hie awa Though he be but a drunken tar Hie awa, awa