Pemaquid OH Pemaquid please wait for me! I long to sit on the rocks and be one with the sea.
Take me down to where the ghosts of those I love remain.
Let the chilling wind pierce through my jacket with that salty wind and Atlantic rain.
Let the waves crash and argue as my mind takes me back with thoughts of ancestry desire.
Let the lonely call of each gull cry with my salty tears of all tomorrows I will miss and yesterdays I cannot have.
DOWN to the smoothest rock and into the frigid water may I be taken.
Oh how I hope they wait.
Pemaquid OH Pemaquid wait for me!
I long to sit by the sea.
Pemaquid take me to eternity.