

I love to walk by the seashore, On the clean white sand so bare. I love to walk by the rippling waves for I find refuge there. I love to walk by the seashore When a white fog's in the air: when a pallid mist o' shadows the beach And no breeze is stirring there. I love to walk by the seashore And watch the waves in motion, I love the sea in all its moods For God made the mighty ocean.