And the ship sets the sail They've lived the tale To carry to the shore Straining at the oars Or staring from the rail
And the sea bids farewell She waves in swells And sends them on their way Time has been her pay And time will have to tell
Oh, soon your Sailing will be over Come and take The pleasures of the harbor
And the anchor hits the sand The hungry hands Have tied them to the port The hour will be short For leisure on the land
And the girls scent the air They seem so fair With paint on their face Soft is their embrace To lead them up the stairs
Soon your Sailing will be over Come and take The pleasures of the harbor
In the room dark and dim Touch of skin He asks her of her name She answers with no shame And not a sense of sin
'Til the fingers draw the blinds Sip of wine The cigarette of doubt The candle is blown out The darkness is so kind
Oh, soon your Sailing will be over Come and take The pleasures of the harbor
And the shadows frame the light Same old sight Thrill has blown away Now all alone they lay Two strangers in the night
Till his heart skips a beat He's on his feet To shipmates he must join She's counting up the coins He's swallowed by the street
Oh, soon your Sailing will be over Come and take The pleasures of the harbor
In the bar hangs a cloud The whiskey's loud There's laughter in their eyes The lonely in disguise Are clinging to the crowd
And the bottle fills the glass The haze is fast He's trembling for the taste Of passion gone to waste In memories of the past
Oh, soon your Sailing will be over Come and take The pleasures of the harbor
In the alley, red with rain Cry of pain For love was but a smile Teasing all the while Now dancing down the drain
'Til the boys reach the dock They gently mock And lift him on their backs Lay him on his rack And leave beneath the light
Oh, soon your Sailing will be over Come and take The pleasures of the harbor
And the ship sets the sail They've lived the tale To carry from the shore Straining at the oars Or staring from the rail
And the sea bids farewell She waves in swells And sends them on their way Time has been her pay And time will have to tell
Oh, soon your Sailing will be over Come and take The pleasures of the harborTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
