There's a lonely cottage by the sea side,
where the water lilies strew the shore,
it was there I passed my happy childhood
with a loved one that's gone before.
Then give me back my dear old home, that old home by the sea,
and I never will wander far away,
from my home, my dear old cottage home.
Many years have passed since there I wandered,
but the old cot ne'er has been forgot,
and my heart in fancy oft returns to that dear old familiar spot.
Yes, my heart is like the humming sea shell
that tells of its birth where e'er it roams,
I will sing of my cottage by the sea shore
of my home my dear old cottage home.