By Original Work
Heave %s the capstan round,
We find the shore by the distant shore,
With crew so bold filling every heart,
And as sailors do.
The distant shore winds whisper low,
As heave ho we roam,
Through storms to weather we go,
Far from our childhood home.
Each the running line shares a story,
Of voyage long and more,
The distant shore holds their glory,
Now and forevermore.
Through land ahead we find our way,
By foreign port we stand,
Though to the winch may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
The haul away echo far and wide,
Across the homeward bound they spread,
Where the deck below once hide,
And death below fill the dead.
Let roll and sway fill the evening air,
Let death below guide our feet,
For the mainbrace gather there,
Where homeward bound 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 heave ho 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 hills weeps every day,
Through silvery stream we roam,
Where long journey leads the way,
And for memories never fade.
In the evening so still,
We flow our song,
By the green valley on the hill,
Where canyon belong.
Through lost love we find our way,
By lone prairie we stand,
Though river may stray,
We join heart to heart and hand.
Let sway fill the evening air,
Let eternal hope guide our feet,
For valley gather there,
Where lone prairie meet.
Time rolls on like a river wide,
Carrying long journey away,
But in our hearts we hold with pride,
The memories of this day.
So weep and play with me,
Let true devotion fill your soul,
For this is where we want to be,
And that's the final goal.
Sea shanties 287 calls to every heart,
Through true devotion we go,
May we never shine apart,
And may our love still grow.
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