Song | Set the Sail |
Artist | Paddy Goes to Holyhead |
Album | Hooray |
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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 |