Stories & Poems About War
Sheba-Sheba Hava No
We were sailing along
On Pusan Bay
On Pusan Bay
We could see the Rice Paddies
a gleaming in the sun
Sheba sole my heart
Now don’t go away
As we sang loves old sweet song
On Pusan Bay
Some day I’ll return, to my little
Rice Paddy
And I will be her, sweet honey
Bucket Daddy
We’ll build a new home, in Old
Yong-Dong-Po
And will hang a sign saying
Sheba – Sheba Hava No
Words written by:
Mel Downward