Karel Plíhal - My Bonnie lies over the ocean

O blow ye winds over the ocean, O blow ye winds over the sea. O blow ye winds over the ocean, And bring back my Bonnie to me. ®: Last night as I lay on my pillow, Last night as I lay on my bed, Last night as I lay on my pillow, I dreamed that my Bonnie was dead. ®: The winds have blown over the ocean, The winds have blown over the sea, The winds have blown over the ocean, And brought back my Bonnie to me. ®: My Bonnie leaned over the gas tank, The height of its contents to see, I lit a small match to assist her, O Bring back my Bonnie to me. ®: Last night as I lay on my pillow, Last night as I lay on my bed, I stuck my feet out of the window, In the morning the neighbors were dead. ®: My mother makes beer in the bathtub, My father makes synthetic gin, My sister makes fudge for a quarter, Wouldja believe how the money rolls in? ®: My mother, she drowned in the bathtub, My father, he died from his gin, My sister choked on her chocolate, My stars, what a fix I am in. ®: I tried making beer in the bathtub, I tried making synthetic gin, I tried making fudge for a living, Now look at the shape that I'm in.