Song | Wave Over Wave |
Artist | Great Big Sea |
Album | Up |
作词 : Payne, Spence | |
Oh me name's | |
Able Rodgers, a share man am | |
IOn a three masted schooner from | |
Twillingate | |
IsleI've been the world over north, south, east, and west | |
But the middle of nowhere wheres' | |
I likes it best | |
CHORUS:Where its wave over wave, sea over bow | |
I'm as happy a man as the sea will allow | |
Theres no other life for a sailor like me | |
And to sail the salt sea boys, sail the sea | |
There's no other life but to sail the salt sea | |
Well I leave my wife lonely ten months of the year | |
For she built me a home and raised my children there | |
She never come out to bid farewell to me | |
Or ken why a sailor must sail the salt sea | |
CHORUSThe work it is hard and the hours are long | |
But my spirit is willing, my back it is strong | |
And when the works over the whisky will pour | |
We'll dance with the girls upon some foreign shore | |
I've sailed the world over for decades or more | |
And oft times | |
I wonder what | |
I do it for | |
I dont know the answer its pleasure and pain | |
But with life to live over | |
I'd do it again | |
CHORUS |
zuò cí : Payne, Spence | |
Oh me name' s | |
Able Rodgers, a share man am | |
IOn a three masted schooner from | |
Twillingate | |
IsleI' ve been the world over north, south, east, and west | |
But the middle of nowhere wheres' | |
I likes it best | |
CHORUS: Where its wave over wave, sea over bow | |
I' m as happy a man as the sea will allow | |
Theres no other life for a sailor like me | |
And to sail the salt sea boys, sail the sea | |
There' s no other life but to sail the salt sea | |
Well I leave my wife lonely ten months of the year | |
For she built me a home and raised my children there | |
She never come out to bid farewell to me | |
Or ken why a sailor must sail the salt sea | |
CHORUSThe work it is hard and the hours are long | |
But my spirit is willing, my back it is strong | |
And when the works over the whisky will pour | |
We' ll dance with the girls upon some foreign shore | |
I' ve sailed the world over for decades or more | |
And oft times | |
I wonder what | |
I do it for | |
I dont know the answer its pleasure and pain | |
But with life to live over | |
I' d do it again | |
CHORUS |