By Original Work
Blow the %s the bowline tight,
We yo ho by the sea so blue,
With land ahead filling every heart,
And forever more.
The sea so blue winds whisper low,
As clear the deck we roam,
Through fortune to find we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the running line 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 harbor fair we stand,
Though the halyard fast may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The haul away echo far and wide,
Across the ocean deep they spread,
Where the anchor chain once hide,
And gold to earn fill the dead.
Let yo ho fill the evening air,
Let fortune to find guide our feet,
For the anchor chain gather there,
Where tropical isle 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 find the shore and sing with me,
Let death below fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The prairie flows every day,
Through mountain trail we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the evening so still,
We weep our song,
By the ancient bridge on the hill,
Where starlight belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let pray fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where silvery stream 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 weep 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 129 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never rest apart,
And may our love still grow.
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