Jackie (Prive M6, Espace Clacquesin, Malakoff, France (08.31.2006)
Jackie left on a cold, dark night Telling me he'd be home Sailed the seas for a hundred years And left me all alone
Now I've been dead for twenty years I've been washing the sand with my ghostly tears Searching the shores for my Jackie-oh
And I remember the day that the young man came Said, your Jackie's gone, he is lost in the rain And I ran to the beach And laid me down
You're all wrong, I said And they stared to the sand That man knows the sea like the back of his hand He'll be back some time Laughing at you
And I've been waiting all this time For my man to come, take his hand in mine And lead me away To unseen shores
I've been washing the sand with my salty tears Searching the shore these long years And I'll walk the sea forever more 'til I find my Jackie-oh Jackie-oh Jackie-oh Jackie-oh