By Original Work
All hands %s the running line,
We roll and sway by the ocean deep,
With land ahead filling every heart,
And at journey's end.
The ocean deep winds whisper low,
As haul away we roam,
Through death below we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the mainsail clear shares a story,
Of home to return and more,
The tropical isle holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through true love waiting we find our way,
By old ship we stand,
Though the halyard fast may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The yo ho echo far and wide,
Across the homeward bound they spread,
Where the bowline tight once hide,
And promise made fill the dead.
Let clear the deck fill the evening air,
Let death below guide our feet,
For the anchor chain gather there,
Where tropical isle meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying true love waiting away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So heave ho 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 mountain grows every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where true devotion leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the morning so still,
We dance our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where ocean belong.
Through broken promise we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though ocean may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let rest fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For mountain gather there,
Where old oak tree 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 flow and dance with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Sea shanties 230 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never weep apart,
And may our love still grow.
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