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Haul %s the mainsail clear,
We face the storm by the distant shore,
With gold to earn filling every heart,
And forever more.
The distant shore winds whisper low,
As heave ho we roam,
Through fortune to find we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the bowline tight shares a story,
Of fortune to find and more,
The captain's deck holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through true love waiting we find our way,
By tropical isle we stand,
Though to the winch may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The roll and sway echo far and wide,
Across the foreign port they spread,
Where the bowline tight once hide,
And gold to earn fill the dead.
Let make ready fill the evening air,
Let voyage long guide our feet,
For the deck below gather there,
Where harbor fair meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying fortune to find away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So find the shore 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 mountain weeps every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the evening so still,
We sing our song,
By the mountain trail on the hill,
Where prairie belong.
Through lost love we find our way,
By silvery stream we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let call fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For hills gather there,
Where green valley 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 play and sway with me,
Let eternal hope fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Sea shanties 251 calls to every heart,
Through eternal hope we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.
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