| Song | Set the Sail |
| Artist | Paddy Goes to Holyhead |
| Album | Hooray |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Sailing on deep water on a foggy summers day | |
| Leaving all behind me don′t know where I′ll make me way | |
| Lying in the shadow underneath the foremast-tree | |
| Playing shanties on my bluesharp singing songs for you and me | |
| We were loaded down with barley, we were loaded down with rye | |
| Well the parrot he looked down at me, a twinkle in his eye | |
| And the skipper he come up on deck a spy-glass in his hand | |
| Surrounded by the open sea he couldn′t spy the land | |
| [chorus:] | |
| Play your harp so wild and free | |
| Would you sit around the bunk and listen unto me? | |
| You feel high and I feel low | |
| Would you play the harp again and let the music go? | |
| Set the sail whereever I go, set the sail whereever I come from | |
| Set the sail whenever I know whereever I will go | |
| Set the sail whereever I go, set the sail whereever I come from | |
| Set the sail whenever I know whereever I will go | |
| Well I know my song has lasted and my words are long enough | |
| The tune is interesting but the rhymes are mighty rough | |
| Well you wake up in the morning, late at night you fell to ground | |
| Do not think about tomorrow, let it go and come around | |
| [chorus] |
| Sailing on deep water on a foggy summers day | |
| Leaving all behind me don t know where I ll make me way | |
| Lying in the shadow underneath the foremasttree | |
| Playing shanties on my bluesharp singing songs for you and me | |
| We were loaded down with barley, we were loaded down with rye | |
| Well the parrot he looked down at me, a twinkle in his eye | |
| And the skipper he come up on deck a spyglass in his hand | |
| Surrounded by the open sea he couldn t spy the land | |
| chorus: | |
| Play your harp so wild and free | |
| Would you sit around the bunk and listen unto me? | |
| You feel high and I feel low | |
| Would you play the harp again and let the music go? | |
| Set the sail whereever I go, set the sail whereever I come from | |
| Set the sail whenever I know whereever I will go | |
| Set the sail whereever I go, set the sail whereever I come from | |
| Set the sail whenever I know whereever I will go | |
| Well I know my song has lasted and my words are long enough | |
| The tune is interesting but the rhymes are mighty rough | |
| Well you wake up in the morning, late at night you fell to ground | |
| Do not think about tomorrow, let it go and come around | |
| chorus |
| Sailing on deep water on a foggy summers day | |
| Leaving all behind me don t know where I ll make me way | |
| Lying in the shadow underneath the foremasttree | |
| Playing shanties on my bluesharp singing songs for you and me | |
| We were loaded down with barley, we were loaded down with rye | |
| Well the parrot he looked down at me, a twinkle in his eye | |
| And the skipper he come up on deck a spyglass in his hand | |
| Surrounded by the open sea he couldn t spy the land | |
| chorus: | |
| Play your harp so wild and free | |
| Would you sit around the bunk and listen unto me? | |
| You feel high and I feel low | |
| Would you play the harp again and let the music go? | |
| Set the sail whereever I go, set the sail whereever I come from | |
| Set the sail whenever I know whereever I will go | |
| Set the sail whereever I go, set the sail whereever I come from | |
| Set the sail whenever I know whereever I will go | |
| Well I know my song has lasted and my words are long enough | |
| The tune is interesting but the rhymes are mighty rough | |
| Well you wake up in the morning, late at night you fell to ground | |
| Do not think about tomorrow, let it go and come around | |
| chorus |