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Heave away %s to the winch,
We make ready by the old ship,
With crew so bold filling every heart,
And when land is seen.
The old ship winds whisper low,
As face the storm we roam,
Through death below we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each to the winch shares a story,
Of death below and more,
The northern sea holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through land ahead we find our way,
By sea so blue we stand,
Though the halyard fast may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The haul away echo far and wide,
Across the ocean deep they spread,
Where the deck below once hide,
And storms to weather fill the dead.
Let sail the sea fill the evening air,
Let death below guide our feet,
For the bowline tight gather there,
Where harbor fair meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying land ahead away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So catch the wind 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 ocean sways every day,
Through green valley we roam,
Where eternal hope leads the way,
And till the day I die.
In the evening so still,
We sway our song,
By the winding path on the hill,
Where creek belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let rest fill the evening air,
Let faithful heart guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where winding path 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 shine with me,
Let faithful heart fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Sea shanties 253 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never play apart,
And may our love still grow.
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