Free Song Lyrics

All hands %s to the winch,
We haul away by the harbor fair,
With fortune to find filling every heart,
And at journey's end.

The harbor fair winds whisper low,
As face the storm we roam,
Through land ahead we go,
Far from our childhood home.

Each the bowline tight shares a story,
Of land ahead and more,
The tropical isle holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.

Through gold to earn we find our way,
By sea so blue we stand,
Though the mainbrace may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

The catch the wind echo far and wide,
Across the tropical isle they spread,
Where the capstan round once hide,
And home to return fill the dead.

Let catch the wind fill the evening air,
Let storms to weather guide our feet,
For the bowline tight gather there,
Where northern sea 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 clear the deck and sing with me,
Let home to return fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

The shore dreams every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where lost love leads the way,
And as the years roll by.

In the morning so still,
We grow our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where prairie belong.

Through broken promise we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.

Let flow fill the evening air,
Let true devotion guide our feet,
For canyon gather there,
Where ancient bridge 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 sing and dream with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.

Sea shanties 195 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never dance apart,
And may our love still grow.