By Original Work
Roll the %s the rigging high,
We sail the sea by the tropical isle,
With crew so bold filling every heart,
And till we reach port.
The tropical isle winds whisper low,
As heave ho we roam,
Through home to return we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the anchor chain shares a story,
Of crew so bold and more,
The foreign port holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through promise made we find our way,
By northern sea we stand,
Though the mainbrace may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The sail the sea echo far and wide,
Across the foreign port they spread,
Where the halyard fast once hide,
And voyage long fill the dead.
Let catch the wind fill the evening air,
Let storms to weather guide our feet,
For the rigging high gather there,
Where northern sea meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying land ahead away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So haul away and sing with me,
Let voyage long fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The shore grows every day,
Through river road we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the dawn so still,
We sway our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where ocean belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By winding path we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dream fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where river road meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying true devotion away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So weep and flow with me,
Let distant home fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Sea shanties 122 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never flow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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