The Arcadian Wild - Letters from the Atlantic

Oh, sailor, dearest, come on home
Won't you stay with me for another year?
For another year
The beer is cold and the bed is warm
I'm hoping you'll walk through my door
Walk through my door
Nights here get lonely
I love you, but you love the sea
And it's kept you from me
The sea's kept you from me

Oh, wife, my dearest, I know you're home
What's been keeping you there for another year?
For another year
The seas are cold and the sun is warm
I'm hoping you'll leave the shore
Leave the shore
Life's been weighing you down
Heavy-hearted to the ground
Why not sail with me?
Why not sail with me?

Heave and ho
Our ship is ready to go
And we'll sail, sail, sail
Away from here
Well, don't cry (don't cry)
It's all right
Our wings were made to fly
So we'll sail, sail, sail
Away, my dear

Oh, sailor, dearest, I can't come aboard
My fear, it spreads from starboard to port
From starboard -- to port
I'd rather live quietly
Right here beneath the trees
With my roots planted deep
All my roots planted deep

Oh, wife, my dearest, I love you so
But a man like me was made to explore
Made to explore
Grab a bag full of hope
Look for sails made of taupe
We'll leave the dock and be free
We'll leave the dock and be free

Heave and ho
Our ship is ready to go
And we'll sail, sail, sail
Away from here
Well, don't cry (don't cry)
It's all right
Our wings were made to fly
So we'll sail, sail, sail
Away, my dear

Heave and ho
Our ship is ready to go
And we'll sail, sail, sail
Away from here
Well, don't cry (don't cry)
It's all right
Our wings were made to fly
So we'll sail, sail, sail
Away, my dear

So we'll sail, sail, sail
Away, my dear