Created | Updated Aug 13, 2003
Turbine turning, heart is yearning
Homeward bounders, atlantic pounders
Run ashore, once again
Drink some more, you drunken men.
Sailor sitting, all alone
Sun is setting, thinks of home
Writes a letter, to his wife
Don't feel better, it's a lonely life.
Anchor weighed, away you go
Wish you had stayed, or don't you know?
Sea is rough, pounding foam
Had enough, heading home.
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