Jackie left on a cold dark night,
telling me she'd be home.
Sail the seas for a hundred years,
Leaving me all alone.
And I've been dead for twenty years,
I've been washing the sand with my ghostly tears.
Searching the shores for my Jackie ohh,
I remember the day the young men came,
Said, "Your Jackie's gone, we got lost in the rain,"
And I ran to the beach, and laid me down.
"You're all wrong," I said, As they stared at the sand,
"My woman knows that sea like the back of her hand,
She'll be back sometime, laughing at you."
And I've been waiting for all this time,
for my woman to come, take her hand in mine,
and lead me away to unseen shores.
I've been washing the sand with my salty tears,
searching the shores, these long years.
And I'll walk the sea, forever more.
Till I find my Jackie oh,
Till I find my Jackie oh,
Till I found my Jackie ohhh, Jackie ohh, Jackie ohhh.