© Pamela Morgan publishing (a division of Amber Music)

She’s at the waterfront tonight,
waiting for her man.
His time in port is short
She loves him when she can
Alone in the misty night
He’s hungry, restless, yearning
It’s such a lonely life
The fire is in him burning

He’s longing for a woman’s touch,
Too many months at sea.
Longing for a woman’s touch
Eager to oblige was she

Ai la li…..

Through his songs and his flashing eyes
Blow the winds of the foreign lands
But a smile and a tender touch
Is a language she understands
She never wanted a family,
never wanted to be anyone’s wife
And no man ever grows tired of her
She’s the master of her own life

And he’s longing for a woman’s touch
Too many months at sea
Longing for a woman’s touch
Eager to oblige was she

Ai li li……