The footprints led across the sand
Then straight down to the sea
I wished to know who left them
So he told the tale to me

He told me of a solemn girl
Her beauty soft and rare
Though many men would ask her out
For them she had no care

Her heart belonged to Billy Gray
He fished to make ends meet
He courted and he wooed her
Then swept her off her feet

Eventually they married
And he learned of Ellie’s sight
She could see into the future
And warned him of that night

Our Billy paid no heed to her
His crust he had to earn
But Ellie’s sight was true and straight
This lesson he would learn

A howling wind came on his boat
It crashed and dashed the craft
Soon the mast snapped clean in two
The little boat was smashed

Billy tumbled from the deck
And landed in the drink
Though many hands reached out to him
Our fisherman did sink

When Ellie heard of Billy’s fate
She cursed him to the sky
She said she would go look for him
So people let her try

She wandered up and down the beach
Calling out his name
Praying for a miracle
But Billy never came

Two hundred years have been and gone
Since Billy went away
But Ellie walks upon the beach
Until this very day

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