Oh, Broken Mast Bay Where the balladeers play And the spirits never sleep Where the whispers call And the legends crawl Through the veil of the ocean deep The night was still And the air was stale And the stench of ale ran high And it flowed from a pub across a cobblestone street Where a sailor was passing by Oh, he drank his fill and he sang his song As the room began to sway Then he stumbled down the road to the waters edge Of a place called Broken Mast Bay Oh, Broken Mast Bay Where the balladeers play And the spirits never sleep Where the whispers call And the legends crawl Through the veil of the ocean deep With a dizzy head and a daring heart And a dingy on the shore In his drunken glee he put out to sea And he rowed to the mists of nore As he rowed along he could hear a song From a voice so pure and clear Then a selkie rose right beside his boat As her voice echoed in his ear Oh, Broken Mast Bay Where the balladeers play And the spirits never sleep Where the whispers call And the legends crawl Through the veil of the ocean deep "Come again?" Said he "how can this be?" "Have I had too much too drink?" "Not at all" she sighed with a sparkle in her eyes "I'm as true as the ocean is deep" "Why sail alone, my sailor bold, on this quiet moonlit night?" The sailor gawked as she whispered soft "Please stay with me 'til light" Oh, Broken Mast Bay Where the balladeers play And the spirits never sleep Where the whispers call And the legends crawl Through the veil of the ocean deep She shed a tear as he slurred his words Telling tales of life before How his friends were swallowed in the treacherous swells When they were claimed by the ocean floor He wiped his eyes as the dawn advanced On a tired wakeless world Then she left a gift in his callous tent Was a pendant made of pearl "Hold this close when the road feels long and the waves don't flow your way When you feel alone listen for my voice on the winds of broken mast bay" Oh, Broken Mast Bay Where the balladeers play And the spirits never sleep Where the whispers call And the legends crawl Through the veil of the ocean deep Oh, Broken Mast Bay Where the balladeers play And the spirits never sleep Where the whispers call And the legends crawl Through the veil of the ocean deep The years sailed on and the selkies song Became a memory on the wind And the gift she gave found a shallow grave In a box where his memories lived Until one day in the village square He heard a voice that he once knew When he turned around he saw the sparkle in her eyes "Old friend I've been waiting for you"
