Sailing Sailing

Sailing, sailing, over the bounding main;
For many a stormy wind shall blow ere Jack comes home again!

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Y’heave ho! my lads, the wind blows free,
A pleasant gale is on our lee,
And soon across the ocean clear
Our gallant barque shall bravely steer;
But ere we part from England’s shore tonight,
A song we’ll sing for home and beauty bright.
Then here’s to the sailor, and here’s to the hearts so true,
Who will think of him upon the waters blue!

Sailing, sailing, over the bounding main;
For many a stormy wind shall blow ere Jack comes home again!

Sailing, sailing, over the bounding main;
For many a stormy wind shall blow, ere Jack comes home again!