(Noel Coward)      Jean Louis Dominic Pierre Buchan 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   And yet through the night he heard a light and a 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 night that guides you safely home   Though you find womankind to be frail   One love cannot fail my son till our days are done.      Matelot, 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 yours 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 love 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...