Song Lyrics
But the hardest time in a sailors day, i d have my hands on that wooden wheel
But the hardest time in a sailors day, i ll pass the time like some machine, i ll fly up harbor to the girl i love
until blue water turns to green
I d have my hands on that wooden wheel, here s one more day on the grey funnel line
Nor the rolling sea, and sail the grey funnel line no more Funnel, here s one more day on the grey funnel line
I ll fly up harbor to the girl i love, the finest ship that sails the sea
here s one more day on the grey funnel line
i ll pass the time like some machine
I d have my hands on that wooden wheel, and sail the grey funnel line no more Islands, and sail the grey funnel line no more
i d have my hands on that wooden wheel
nor the rolling sea
Here s one more day on the grey funnel line, oh lord if dreams were only real, is still a prison for the likes of me
But the hardest time in a sailors day, and tell the boy s that we re homeward bound, but the hardest time in a sailors day
don t mind the rain
Oh lord if dreams were only real, and tell the boy s that we re homeward bound, and with all my heart i d turn her round
Is still a prison for the likes of me, nor the rolling sea, is still a prison for the likes of me
Is still a prison for the likes of me, i ll pass the time like some machine, the finest ship that sails the sea
then i ll dance on down that walk ashore
don t mind the rain
is to watch the sun as it dies away
But give me wings like noah s dove, is to watch the sun as it dies away, but give me wings like noah s dove
the weary night never worries me
Don t mind the rain, here s one more day on the grey funnel line, but give me wings like noah s dove
the finest ship that sails the sea
and with all my heart i d turn her round
I ll fly up harbor to the girl i love, the finest ship that sails the sea, here s one more day on the grey funnel line
but the hardest time in a sailors day
then i ll dance on down that walk ashore
Here s one more day on the grey funnel line, and tell the boy s that we re homeward bound
don t mind the rain
Then i ll dance on down that walk ashore, i d have my hands on that wooden wheel, but give me wings like noah s dove
Until blue water turns to green, then i ll dance on down that walk ashore Grey, is to watch the sun as it dies away
I ll pass the time like some machine, the finest ship that sails the sea
And tell the boy s that we re homeward bound, don t mind the rain, i d have my hands on that wooden wheel
And tell the boy s that we re homeward bound, and tell the boy s that we re homeward bound
Here s one more day on the grey funnel line, and with all my heart i d turn her round
The weary night never worries me, the weary night never worries me
I ll fly up harbor to the girl i love, is to watch the sun as it dies away Funnel, i ll fly up harbor to the girl i love
Is to watch the sun as it dies away, here s one more day on the grey funnel line
I ll fly up harbor to the girl i love, is to watch the sun as it dies away, and sail the grey funnel line no more
Is to watch the sun as it dies away, here s one more day on the grey funnel line Funnel, i ll fly up harbor to the girl i love
The weary night never worries me, here s one more day on the grey funnel line, but give me wings like noah s dove
and tell the boy s that we re homeward bound
Is still a prison for the likes of me, is to watch the sun as it dies away Grey, i d have my hands on that wooden wheel
Until blue water turns to green, don t mind the rain
don t mind the rain
And with all my heart i d turn her round, and sail the grey funnel line no more, here s one more day on the grey funnel line
the finest ship that sails the sea
i ll pass the time like some machine
The weary night never worries me, is to watch the sun as it dies away
And with all my heart i d turn her round, is to watch the sun as it dies away Line, and with all my heart i d turn her round
is still a prison for the likes of me
Nor the rolling sea, but the hardest time in a sailors day, i d have my hands on that wooden wheel
is still a prison for the likes of me
Don t mind the rain, i ll pass the time like some machine
Is still a prison for the likes of me, and tell the boy s that we re homeward bound Islands, here s one more day on the grey funnel line
Then i ll dance on down that walk ashore, here s one more day on the grey funnel line Islands, i ll pass the time like some machine
Here s one more day on the grey funnel line, and sail the grey funnel line no more
i d have my hands on that wooden wheel
And tell the boy s that we re homeward bound, but give me wings like noah s dove Islands, i ll fly up harbor to the girl i love