My Ship
Ira Gershwin, Kurt Weill
My ship has sails that are made of silk
The decks are trimmed with gold
And of jam and spice there's a paradise in the hold
My ship's aglow with a million pearls
And rubies fill each bin
The sun sits high in a sapphire sky when my ship comes in
I can wait the years
Till it appears
One fine day one spring
But the pearls and such
They won't mean much if there's missing just one thing
I do not care if that day arrives
That dream need never be
If the ship I sing doesn't also bring
My own true love to me
If the ship I sing doesn't also bring my own true love to me