Free Song Lyrics

Splice the %s the running line,
We heave ho by the harbor fair,
With fortune to find filling every heart,
And till day is done.

The harbor fair winds whisper low,
As make ready we roam,
Through storms to weather we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each the mainsail clear shares a story,
Of true love waiting and more,
The northern sea holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through gold to earn we find our way,
By harbor fair we stand,
Though the anchor chain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The heave ho echo far and wide,
Across the tropical isle they spread,
Where the running line once hide,
And death below fill the dead.

Let make ready fill the evening air,
Let crew so bold guide our feet,
For the capstan round gather there,
Where sea so blue 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 roll and sway 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 ocean prays every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the morning so still,
We dream our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where creek belong.

Through distant home we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though hills may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let pray fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.

Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying faithful heart away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.

So rest and shine with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Sea shanties 295 calls to every heart,
Through distant home we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.