(Noel Coward) Jean Louis Dominic Pierre Bouchon, True to the breed that that bore him, Answered the call that held in thrall His father's heart before him. Jean Louis Dominic sailed away Further than love could find him Yet through the night he heard a light And gentle voice behind him say Matelot, Matelot where you go my thoughts go with you Matelot, Matelot when you go down to the sea As you gaze from afar on the evening star Wherever you may roam You'll remember the lights through the winter nights That guides you safely home Though you find womankind to be frail One love cannot, fail my son, till our days are done Matelot, oh Matelot where you go my thoughts go with you Matelot, Matelot when you go down to the sea When there's grief in sky and the waves fly high My heart to you will say You may be sure that I'm true to my love for you Though half the world away Never mind if you find other charms Here within my arms you'll sleep, Sailor from the deep Matelot, oh Matelot where you go my heart will follow Matelot oh Matelot when you go down to the sea When you go down to the sea