Alas poor John, he was a prisoner, fortune’s fool for many a day
Blinded by that cursed diamond, with his freedom, he must pay

And so it was for faithful Elzevir, cast in chains for ten long years
With never a word of blame or anger, just for John, t’was only tears

Oh oh oh, only tears, oh oh oh

Blow, wind blow and send them home again, set the sails for England’s way
Many a heart is grieving for them, bring them back to Moonfleet Bay

And as for Grace, she’d still be waiting, waiting for her only love
Every night a candle burning at her window, should he come

Oh oh oh, should he come, oh oh oh

Blow, wind blow and send them home again
Set the sails for England’s way
Many a heart is grieving for them
Bring them back to Moonfleet Bay

Blow, wind blow
And send them home again
Set the sails for England’s way
Many a heart is grieving for them
Bring them back to Moonfleet Bay

Many a heart is grieving for them
Bring them back to Moonfleet Bay