1st v. The land of my home is flitting — Flitting from my view, A gale breeze The wind in the sails is sitting, Call Toils Sound the merry crew! Here let my home be On the watters wide I roam with a proud heart Maggie's by my side +c 3d Verse Storms can appall me never While her brow is clear Fair weather lingers ever Where her smiles appear When sorrows breakers Round my heart shall hide Still may I find her Sitting by my side My own love +c.