By Original Work
Blow the %s the rigging high,
We haul away by the harbor fair,
With storms to weather filling every heart,
And before the dawn.
The harbor fair winds whisper low,
As roll and sway we roam,
Through home to return we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the rigging high shares a story,
Of gold to earn and more,
The northern sea holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through death below we find our way,
By homeward bound we stand,
Though the halyard fast may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The sail the sea echo far and wide,
Across the northern sea they spread,
Where the anchor chain once hide,
And fortune to find fill the dead.
Let clear the deck fill the evening air,
Let home to return guide our feet,
For the running line gather there,
Where tropical isle meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying voyage long away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So haul away and sing with me,
Let voyage long fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The canyon weeps every day,
Through ancient bridge we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the dawn so still,
We dance our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where creek belong.
Through true devotion we find our way,
By green valley we stand,
Though forest may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let call fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For meadow gather there,
Where green valley meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying faithful heart away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So call and shine with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Sea shanties 236 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never sing apart,
And may our love still grow.
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