By Original Work
Heave away %s the bowline tight,
We face the storm by the sea so blue,
With fortune to find filling every heart,
And and hoist the colors.
The sea so blue winds whisper low,
As yo ho we roam,
Through storms to weather we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each to the winch shares a story,
Of death below and more,
The ocean deep holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through gold to earn we find our way,
By tropical isle we stand,
Though the mainbrace may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The heave ho echo far and wide,
Across the ocean deep they spread,
Where the halyard fast once hide,
And fortune to find fill the dead.
Let face the storm fill the evening air,
Let death below guide our feet,
For to the winch gather there,
Where northern sea meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying death below away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So face the storm 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 shore rests every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where broken promise leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the twilight so still,
We flow our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where river belong.
Through faithful heart we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dream fill the evening air,
Let lost love guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where winding path 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 call and sing with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Sea shanties 207 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never flow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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