"Well, you took me in, you stole my heart,
I cannot roam no more,
Because love, it stays within you,
It doesn't wash up on a shore.
And a fighting man forgets each cut,
Each knock, each bruise, each fall,
But a fighting man cannot forget
Why his love don't roam no more.
Oh reel me in, my precious girl,
Come on, take me home,
'Cause my body's tired of travelling,
And my heart don't wish to roam."