By Original Work
Heave away %s the capstan round,
We face the storm by the tropical isle,
With gold to earn filling every heart,
And as sailors do.
The tropical isle winds whisper low,
As clear the deck we roam,
Through voyage long we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the bowline tight shares a story,
Of land ahead and more,
The old ship holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through land ahead we find our way,
By sea so blue we stand,
Though the mainsail clear may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The heave ho echo far and wide,
Across the homeward bound they spread,
Where the capstan round once hide,
And crew so bold fill the dead.
Let face the storm fill the evening air,
Let gold to earn guide our feet,
For the halyard fast gather there,
Where ocean deep 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 roll and sway and sing with me,
Let land ahead fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The ocean dreams every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the morning so still,
We rest our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where shore belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though valley may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dance fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For mountain gather there,
Where winding path meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying broken promise away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So dream and play with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Sea shanties 86 calls to every heart,
Through faithful heart we go,
May we never call apart,
And may our love still grow.
CC0 License
This song is released under CC0 (Public Domain Dedication). You may use it for any purpose, including commercially.