| G | Am | C | |
| Ever | flaming eyes of | green |
| Em | C | |
| But the | loneliest you have | seen |
| G | Am | C | |
| Stands there | barefoot by the | shore |
| Em | A | |
| Like a | widows walk that hears their | dour |
| C | G | |
| And a voice she's heard not | seen |
| D | C | G | |
| For | many | years she's sailed a | lone |
| C | G | |
| Merry but one day when | he |
| D | C | G | |
| Went a-w | halin' | on and then goes on, his Kat | hleen |
| Silently she holds within |
| Like a proud and beautiful she is |
| Faith like no-one ever said |
| And her reasons won't belay her fears |
| Would the cruel stormy sea |
| Take her love and just never tell life when |
| And each day, Kathleen |
| She will beg the spirits of the wind, for Kathleen |
| Why she'd be upon her knee |
| Begs the spirit of the wind |
| Send him safely home from sea |
| So that love undecided can bloom again, for Kathleen |
| by: José Duarte |
| jtduarte1@gmail.com |