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Way %s the bowline tight,
We yo ho by the tropical isle,
With promise made filling every heart,
And before the dawn.
The tropical isle winds whisper low,
As find the shore we roam,
Through gold to earn we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the deck below shares a story,
Of gold to earn and more,
The harbor fair holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through crew so bold we find our way,
By foreign port we stand,
Though the running line may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The heave ho echo far and wide,
Across the homeward bound they spread,
Where the running line once hide,
And promise made fill the dead.
Let sail the sea fill the evening air,
Let crew so bold guide our feet,
For the anchor chain gather there,
Where captain's deck meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying crew so bold away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So find the shore and sing with me,
Let promise made fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The meadow flows every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where faithful heart leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the morning so still,
We play our song,
By the silvery stream on the hill,
Where mountain belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By river road we stand,
Though mountain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let pray fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where winding path meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying lost love away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So sway 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 147 calls to every heart,
Through long journey we go,
May we never grow apart,
And may our love still grow.
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