Don't mind the rain or the rolling sea
The weary night never wor
But the hardest time in a sailor's day
Is to watch the sun as it dies away
It's one more day on the grey
The finest ship that sailed the sea
Is still a prison for the likes of me.
But give me wings like Noah's dove
I'd fly up harbor to the girl I love
It's one more dive on the
There was a time my heart was free
Like a floating spar on the open sea
But now the spar is washed ashore,
It comes to rest at my real love's door.
It's one more day on the grey
Every time I gaze behind the screws
Makes me long for old Peter's shoes.
I'd walk right down that silver line
And take my love in my arms again
O Lord, if dreams were only real,
I'd have my hands on that
And with all my heart I turn her round
And tell the boys that we're
I'll pass the time like some machine
Until the blue water turns to green
Then I'll dance on down that walk ashore
And sail the grey funnel line no more
And sail the grey funnel line no more