A Phantom Ballad for April

Finally, spring is arriving and slowly warming the air. We're spending an evening at a nice little cafe near the waterfront, having some shrimp and beer and listening to a fellow on a guitar on the little stage.

At one point, he sings this eerie song...



Apparently of Canadian origin, this ballad has several versions (of course), but all revolve around a young woman mourning the loss of her drowned love...and most include his macabre visit. A few watered-down versions don't have him showing up; they just leave her mourning by the waterside.

Out on the water...what's the ripple? Nothing...it's nothing...