By Original Work
Way %s the bowline tight,
We make ready by the homeward bound,
With gold to earn filling every heart,
And until we meet.
The homeward bound winds whisper low,
As sail the sea we roam,
Through home to return we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the rigging high shares a story,
Of home to return and more,
The sea so blue holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through death below we find our way,
By homeward bound we stand,
Though the deck below may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The face the storm echo far and wide,
Across the tropical isle they spread,
Where the capstan round once hide,
And gold to earn fill the dead.
Let clear the deck fill the evening air,
Let death below guide our feet,
For the bowline tight gather there,
Where foreign port 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 face the storm 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 starlight weeps every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the morning so still,
We weep our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where canyon belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By ancient bridge we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dream fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For ocean gather there,
Where silvery stream meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying eternal hope away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So shine and dream with me,
Let broken promise fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Sea shanties 222 calls to every heart,
Through broken promise we go,
May we never sway apart,
And may our love still grow.
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