Martha Tilston
"A Surfer Courted Me"

A young man courted me
two years we lay
in the grass that grew so thick
on the dunes of Biscay.
With his eyes of golden brown
it was a pleasure,
but we were too young
to know our treasure.
So he went travelling
on the oceans so wide
and he said 'Maybe one day
I'll make you my bride'.
Ten years have gone, I waited never,
but if I could love again, I would live forever.

nah-nah-nah....
Ten years have gone, I waited never,
but if I could love again, I would live forever.

Strange news has come to me,
strange news is carried
that the boy is living near
and to be married.
Well, I wish him every joy
and bid him love her,
but I never will forget
my golden surfer.
I wish them both much joy
and bid him love her,
but I never will forget
my golden surfer.

nah-nah-nah....
Well, I wish him every joy
and bid him love her,
but I never will forget
my golden surfer.

A young man courted me
two years and we lay
in the grass that grow so thick
on the Bay of Biscay
With his eyes of golden brown
it was a pleasure
but we were too young
to know our treasure.

nah-nah-nah....

Strange news has come to me
strange news is carried
that the boy is living near
and to be married.
Well, I wish him every joy
and bid him love her,
but I never will forget
my golden surfer.

I'll keep myself away
I'll keep myself away
I'll keep myself away..
and bid him love her,
but I never will forget
my golden surfer.