My Love Is a Wanderer

My love is a wanderer

Wandering over land and sea

And I am a wonderer

Wondering, "Does my love love me?"

He sent a card

From Shannon

He said, “How green and clear!

Some day I'm gonna bring you here"

He sent a card

From London

He hadn't much to say

Except, “The sun came out one day!”

And then from Paris

Came a line, “Feelin' fine

Now, my love, off to Rome!”

Nothing of coming home

But in his card

This morning

He said the dearest thing

“Meet me in Shannon in the spring!”

My love is a wanderer

Wandering all the land and sea

And I am a wonderer

Wondering, "Does my love love me?"