The Jolly Rogers - The Day Of The Clipper lyrics
[The Jolly Rogers - The Day Of The Clipper lyrics]
You can see the squares of
Canvas dancing over the horizon
You can hear the shanty wailing
To the heavin’ of the men
You can feel the seas up to your knees
And you know the sea is risin’
And you know the Clipper’s day has come again
To the man on high the boson’s
Cry commands a killing strain
‘Till every mother’s son begins to pray
With a hearty shout
She comes about as she heads into the rain
And the ship has never seen a better day
Sailin’ ships and sailin men
Will sail the open waters
Where the only thing that matters is
Thе wind inside the Main
So all you lovin’ mothers keep
Your еyes upon your daughters
For sails will mend their tatters
And the mast will rise again
Wooden beams and human dreams are
All that make her go
And the magic of the wind upon her sail
We’d rather fie the weather than
The fishes down below
God help us if the rigging ever fails
As the timbers creek the captain
Speaks above the vessel’s groans
So every soul on board can hear the call
"It’s nothin’ but the singin’ of
The ship inside her bones
And this when she likes it best of all"
Sailin’ ships and sailin men
Will sail the open waters
Where the only thing that matters is
The wind inside the Main
So all you lovin’ mothers keep
Your eyes upon your daughters
For sails will mend their tatters
And the mast will rise again
Where the current goes
The Clipper’s nose is plowing fields of green
Where fortune takes the crews
We wish them well
Where men can be when lost at
Sea is somewhere in between
The region of a Heaven and a Hell
We’re sailing eastern harbors and
The California shores
If you set your mind to see them
Than you can
As you count each mast going salin’
Past you’re prouder than before
And you know the Clipper’s
Day has come again!
Sailin’ ships and sailin men
Will sail the open waters
Where the only thing that matters is
The wind inside the Main
So all you lovin’ mothers keep
Your eyes upon your daughters
For sails will mend their tatters
And the mast will rise again
Sailin’ ships and sailin men
Will sail the open waters
Where the only thing that matters is
The wind inside the Main
So all you lovin’ mothers keep
Your eyes upon your daughters
For sails will mend their tatters
And the mast will rise again
Canvas dancing over the horizon
You can hear the shanty wailing
To the heavin’ of the men
You can feel the seas up to your knees
And you know the sea is risin’
And you know the Clipper’s day has come again
To the man on high the boson’s
Cry commands a killing strain
‘Till every mother’s son begins to pray
With a hearty shout
She comes about as she heads into the rain
And the ship has never seen a better day
Sailin’ ships and sailin men
Will sail the open waters
Where the only thing that matters is
Thе wind inside the Main
So all you lovin’ mothers keep
Your еyes upon your daughters
For sails will mend their tatters
And the mast will rise again
Wooden beams and human dreams are
All that make her go
And the magic of the wind upon her sail
We’d rather fie the weather than
The fishes down below
God help us if the rigging ever fails
As the timbers creek the captain
Speaks above the vessel’s groans
So every soul on board can hear the call
"It’s nothin’ but the singin’ of
The ship inside her bones
And this when she likes it best of all"
Sailin’ ships and sailin men
Will sail the open waters
Where the only thing that matters is
The wind inside the Main
So all you lovin’ mothers keep
Your eyes upon your daughters
For sails will mend their tatters
And the mast will rise again
Where the current goes
The Clipper’s nose is plowing fields of green
Where fortune takes the crews
We wish them well
Where men can be when lost at
Sea is somewhere in between
The region of a Heaven and a Hell
We’re sailing eastern harbors and
The California shores
If you set your mind to see them
Than you can
As you count each mast going salin’
Past you’re prouder than before
And you know the Clipper’s
Day has come again!
Sailin’ ships and sailin men
Will sail the open waters
Where the only thing that matters is
The wind inside the Main
So all you lovin’ mothers keep
Your eyes upon your daughters
For sails will mend their tatters
And the mast will rise again
Sailin’ ships and sailin men
Will sail the open waters
Where the only thing that matters is
The wind inside the Main
So all you lovin’ mothers keep
Your eyes upon your daughters
For sails will mend their tatters
And the mast will rise again