Heave %s the rigging high,
We make ready by the harbor fair,
With crew so bold filling every heart,
And at journey's end.
The harbor fair winds whisper low,
As find the shore we roam,
Through home to return we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the halyard fast shares a story,
Of home to return and more,
The homeward bound holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through true love waiting we find our way,
By captain's deck we stand,
Though the rigging high may stray,
We join heart to heart ...