Jackie left on a cold dark night. Telling me he'd be home. Sailed the seas for a hundred years. And left me all alone. Now I've been dead for twenty years. I've been washing the sand with my ghostly tears. Searching the shores for my Jackie-oh. And I remember the day that the young man came. Said your Jackie's gone he is lost in the rain. And I ran to the beach. And laid me down. You're all wrong I said. And they stared to the sand. That man knows the sea like the back of his hand. He'll be back some time. Laughing at you. And I've been waiting all this time. For my man to come take his hand in mine. And lead me away. To unsailed shores. I've been washing the sand with my salty tears. Searching the shore these long years. And I'll walk the sea forever more. 'til I find my Jackie-oh. Jackie-oh. Jackie-oh. Jackie-oh.