Bony On The Isle Of St. Helena - Uncle Earl

作词：Traditional/Uncle Earl

作曲：Traditional/Uncle Earl

Bonaparte is away from his wars and his fighting

He has gone to a place he can take no delight in

He may sit there and dwell on the glories he's seen oh

While alone he remains on the Isle of St Helena

No more in St Cloud he'll be seen in such splendor

Or go on with his wars like the great Alexander

He sees his victories and how fleeting they all were

While his eyes are on the waves that surround St Helena

Oh Louisy she weeps for her husband's departin'

And she dreams when she sleeps and she wakes broken-hearted

Not a friend to console her in the past there were so many

Now alone she does mourn when she thinks of St Helena

Come all you's got wealth pray beware of ambition

It's just one degree of fate that may change your condition

Be steadfast in time what's to come you know not

Your race it could end on the Isle of St Helena

Now the rude rushing waves all around they are washing

And the white billows heave On the rocks they are crashing

He may list to the wind o'er the great Mt Diana

While alone he remains on the Isle of St Helena