Under a half harvest moon
Hung in blood test maroon
We ride out singing old Dylan tunes
Dim drive down slim dog-leg lanes
To Shingle Street again
I'm so happy to be sat with Welsh Jane
Though North Sea gales have no sympathy
They make me feel so alive
Tumbling out from the car into a night full of stars
Ships' lanterns flicker faint from afar
Smoke blends with salt in the air
The wind's blast ruffles our hair
We squint for a horizon that's not there
Though North Sea gales have no sympathy
They make me feel so alive
Oh, endure with me
Come hope with me, Welsh Jane
Come, be known as you know me
Great love grows patiently
Swells rock the bells in the buoys
Chimes join the clamour and noise
Of that big sea's familiar voice
Waves spit out stones at the shore
Then gulp them back once more
To be cherished in some deep briny store
Though North Sea gales have no sympathy
I couldn't feel more alive
Oh, endure with me
Come hope with me, Welsh Jane
Come, be known as you know me
Great love grows patiently