I MUST down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky, And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by, And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking, And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn breaking.
I must down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied; And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying, And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must down to the seas again to the vagrant gypsy life. To the gull's way and the whale's way where the wind's like a whetted knife; And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover, And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick's over.
I'm sailing away Set an open course for the virgin sea For I've got to be free Free to face the life that's ahead of me On board I'm the captain So climb aboard We'll search for tomorrow On every shore And I'll try, oh Lord, I'll try To carry on I look to the sea Reflections in the waves spark my memory Some happy, some sad I think of childhood friends And the dreams we had We lived happily forever So the story goes But somehow we missed out On the pot of gold But we'll try best that we can to carry on A gathering of angels appeared above our heads They sang to us this song of hope and this is what they said Come sail away Come sail away Come sail away with me I thought that they were angels But to my surprise We climbed aboard their starship And headed for the skies
