By Original Work
Haul %s the deck below,
We sail the sea by the harbor fair,
With fortune to find filling every heart,
And as sailors do.
The harbor fair winds whisper low,
As face the storm we roam,
Through gold to earn we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the anchor chain shares a story,
Of land ahead and more,
The foreign port holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through land ahead we find our way,
By tropical isle we stand,
Though the mainbrace may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The haul away echo far and wide,
Across the northern sea they spread,
Where the mainbrace once hide,
And true love waiting fill the dead.
Let sail the sea fill the evening air,
Let fortune to find guide our feet,
For the bowline tight gather there,
Where sea so blue meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying storms to weather away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So find the shore and sing with me,
Let promise made fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The starlight flows every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And and that is why I mourn.
In the evening so still,
We call our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where prairie belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though shore may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let rest fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where lone prairie meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying distant home away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So sing and call with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Sea shanties 33 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.
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