Good-by, dear, good-by, my Mabel––
And will you save a kiss for me
When I come back from sea?”
“Yes,” roared Andie,
“And don’t forget I love you, dear,
And save a kiss for me,”
with the salt water dripping from his fine new suit of clothes and the patent-leather shoes he was so fond of.
And Clancy again:
“Oh, a deep blue sky and a deep blue sea
And a blue-eyed girl awaiting me,”