My love lives on the ocean
My love lives on the bay
As boats go by, does she hear them say
Fifteen thousand miles and thirty days?
I'll spend my nights in the city
On the railroad every day
As trains roll by, their lonesome cry says
Your love lives fifteen thousand miles away
When I reach the ocean
When I find the bay
I'll watch the boats as they pass by
Will I see my love in thirty days?
My love lives on the ocean
My love lives on the bay
As boats go by, does she hear them say
Fifteen thousand miles and thirty days?