"O, Falmouth is a fine town".
William Ernest Henley, año1878.

Falmouth.

O, Falmouth is a fine town with ships in the bay,

And I wish from my heart it's there I was to-day;

I wish from my heart I was far away from here,

Sitting in my parlour and talking to my dear.

For it's home, dearie, home--it's home I want to be.

Our topsails are hoisted, and we'll away to sea.

O, the oak and the ash and the bonnie birken tree

They're all growing green in the old countrie.

Falmouth to Penzance South West Coast Path.

In Baltimore a-walking a lady I did meet

With her babe on her arm, as she came down the street;

And I thought how I sailed, and the cradle standing ready

For the pretty little babe that has never seen its daddie.

And it's home, dearie, home . . .

Los 111 escalones de la "escalera de Jacob" en Falmouth.

O, if it be a lass, she shall wear a golden ring;

And if it be a lad, he shall fight for his king:

With his dirk and his hat and his little jacket blue

He shall walk the quarter-deck as his daddie used to do.

And it's home, dearie, home . . .

Glendurgan Maze, cerca de Falmouth, Cornwall

 
O, there's a wind a-blowing, a-blowing from the west,

And that of all the winds is the one I like the best,

For it blows at our backs, and it shakes our pennon free,

And it soon will blow us home to the old countrie.

For it's home, dearie, home--it's home I want to be.

Our topsails are hoisted, and we'll away to sea.

O, the oak and the ash and the bonnie birken tree

They're all growing green in the old countrie.
 

Pendennis Castle - Falmouth

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