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Blow, breezes, blow
Down to the shore we go;
Out to the sea and beyond,
For daylight's past we know.
Sweetly we'll turn the oar
To board the ship awaiting nigh,
The tide soon rushes and surges high.
Our voices keep tune, the sails keep time.
Blow, breezes, blow
The favoring air moves us on.
The sea runs fast but fair,
As aged moon departs the sky,
Our sails unfurl, our colors run high.
We seamen chant a ballyhoo,
We'll float above the bluest waves,
Hither we go with time and tide too.
Blow, breezes, blow
The lighthouse guides our passage safe.
We breathe upon the sweet sea air.
We sailors a-ruggedly rapid run,
And labor to hear her trim and clear,
Outspreading blue of horizon to view.
A haughty, lordly pride we eschew.
We're common and simple, that's all we knew.
Blow, breezes, blow
Hi-oh! Hi-oh! We truly love the sea.
The waters are deep, proud sailors are we.
Up anchor then to the beckoning lands,
Ahoy to port and starboard we stand.
"Avast you lubbers, what thrills you do miss.
Come join us in this adventurous risk!
Come then to share two years on the main,
To meet the lure of Neptune's domain."
Blow, breezes, blow
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