Texty: Hayley Westenra. Celtic Treasure. Sonny.

Sonny lives on a farm, in a wide open space
Take off your shoes, stay out of the race
Lay down your head on a soft river bed
Sonny always remembers the words Mamma says

'Sonny don't go away, I'm here all alone
Your Daddy's a sailor, never comes home
Nights are so long, silence goes on
I'm feeling so tired and not all that strong'

Many years have rolled on, Sonny's old and alone
His Daddy, the sailor, never came home
Sometimes he wonders what his life might have been
Still from the grave Mamma's voice haunts his dreams

Sonny don't go away, I'm here all alone
Your Daddy's a sailor, never comes home
Nights are so long, silence goes on
I'm feeling so tired and not all that strong
Sonny don't go away