In A Little Fisher Village - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
In a Little Fisher Village. Copyright, 1887, by T. B. Harms & Co. 
There's a little fisher village that stands beside the sea, Once a ship was anchored near it in the bay; Stood a maiden and a sailor as sad as they could be, For the ship was soon to carry him away. They took a farewell kiss and spoke of days of bliss. To welcome him whenever he returned; They've been parted now for years, still she's waiting there In tears, And the sailor for his lassie often yearned. 
Chorus. In a little fisher village she's been waiting day and night For her lover that has sailed far, far away; She is waiting for a letter, wond'ring why he does not write. For time and sorrow's turned her hair to gray. 
To the little fisher village a stranger came one day With a letter, with her name and her address; And it bore a tale of sorrow of the laddie far away, It came to turn her anguish to distress. It told her of a shipwreck upon the coast of Wales, How he with many perished on the sea; Now she sits there by the window to watch the passing sail, And her heart cries: "Bring my bonnie one to me" 
Chorus. In the little fisher village she sits at home all day, With her hands upon her head as if in prayer; she is thinking of the sailor boy that died far, far away Her life is naught but sorrow And despair.