Sea People
©2007 Gibbens/Weston

Rocked in the stormy waters,
Lulled in the shining sea,
Racing the waves of the Roaring Forties,
Chasing through the warm Gulf Stream,
Oh they never worked a day or made a thing
And they haven’t got much to be proud of,
But they know how to play and how to sing
And they know how to love.
They know how to love

Many a lost seafarer,
No more would walk on land,
Would lie on the ocean floor now
Without their strength to hand,
Who feel for us in danger
And look on a man as a friend.
Though they never worked a day or made a thing…

Never made a chain or made a law,
Never made a neighbour starve or go to war,
Never heard a tale of death or glory
Since heaven blessed them with the seven seas.

Rocked in the darkest waters
Beyond the last light’s gleam,
Racing the waves of the Roaring Forties,
Chasing through the warm Gulf Stream,
They never worked a day or made a thing
And they haven’t got much to be proud of,
But they know how to play and how to sing
And they know how to love.
They know how to love

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