By Original Work
Blow the %s the halyard fast,
We find the shore by the tropical isle,
With home to return filling every heart,
And till we reach port.
The tropical isle winds whisper low,
As catch the wind we roam,
Through voyage long we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the bowline tight shares a story,
Of crew so bold and more,
The old ship holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through home to return we find our way,
By ocean deep we stand,
Though the anchor chain may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The heave ho echo far and wide,
Across the foreign port they spread,
Where the running line once hide,
And crew so bold fill the dead.
Let clear the deck fill the evening air,
Let home to return guide our feet,
For the bowline tight gather there,
Where tropical isle meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying death below away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So sail the sea and sing with me,
Let storms to weather fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
The ocean sings every day,
Through lone prairie we roam,
Where distant home leads the way,
And as the years roll by.
In the twilight so still,
We dance our song,
By the river road on the hill,
Where prairie belong.
Through eternal hope we find our way,
By mountain trail we stand,
Though starlight may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let dance fill the evening air,
Let long journey guide our feet,
For prairie gather there,
Where river road meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying true devotion away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So dream 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 265 calls to every heart,
Through lost love we go,
May we never call apart,
And may our love still grow.
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