My Love Is in America

Called for this place with my working hands

Sea crossing turn my inside

Left to the sound of the marching band

We sail at the change of the tide

When I saw Mary, her father said

He was sailing across the deep blue

Brighter new days in a promised land

She would be going there too

So I keep her in my mind

There's a picture on my wall

Oh, my love is in America

My love could be anywhere at all

Oh, how we cried on that darkest night

Everyone leaving the land

The old generation just sitting tight

And all of us young bucks with plans

I'm using the name of another man

To get a job here for more pay

I'll walk these strange streets for a better life

London's the place, so they say

And I keep her in my mind

There's a picture on my wall

Oh, my love, she's in America

My love could be anywhere at all

Anywhere at all...

The music's the one thing that's travelled well

We meet up and play from our soul

The kitchen, the work yard and the Seven Bells

Gives us a glimpse of our homes

Maybe I'll make it to New York state

Maybe I'll just up and go

Maybe I'll get back to my hometown

See if there's work, I don't know

I sent many a letter to no avail

Her silence is deafening to me

Maybe she lives with another man

Crossing the new country

Till I know, I keep her in my mind

There's a picture on my wall

Oh, my love is in America

My love could be anywhere at all...