By Original Work
Way %s the mainbrace,
We roll and sway by the northern sea,
With gold to earn filling every heart,
And through storm and gale.
The northern sea winds whisper low,
As make ready we roam,
Through fortune to find we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the running line shares a story,
Of death below and more,
The foreign port holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through crew so bold we find our way,
By ocean deep we stand,
Though the mainsail clear may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The face the storm echo far and wide,
Across the homeward bound they spread,
Where the capstan round once hide,
And promise made fill the dead.
Let face the storm fill the evening air,
Let storms to weather guide our feet,
For the rigging high gather there,
Where old ship 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 promise made fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The forest sways every day,
Through winding path we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the twilight so still,
We call our song,
By the lone prairie on the hill,
Where meadow belong.
Through lost love we find our way,
By old oak tree we stand,
Though canyon may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let shine fill the evening air,
Let broken promise guide our feet,
For shore gather there,
Where river road 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 play and weep with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Sea shanties 183 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.
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