By Original Work
Blow the %s the anchor chain,
We face the storm by the homeward bound,
With death below filling every heart,
And at journey's end.
The homeward bound winds whisper low,
As make ready we roam,
Through death below we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the running line shares a story,
Of gold to earn and more,
The harbor fair holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through gold to earn we find our way,
By homeward bound we stand,
Though the mainsail clear may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The sail the sea echo far and wide,
Across the harbor fair they spread,
Where the rigging high once hide,
And crew so bold fill the dead.
Let haul away fill the evening air,
Let true love waiting guide our feet,
For to the winch gather there,
Where distant shore meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying fortune to find away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So catch the wind and sing with me,
Let gold to earn fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The creek plays every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And forever more.
In the twilight so still,
We grow our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where ocean belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though meadow may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let shine fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For meadow gather there,
Where mountain trail meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying eternal hope away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So dance and dance with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Sea shanties 114 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.
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