Yip, yip, yip, yip Hanna, I've been on the deck too long I should have known, but everything's worked out wrong I'd rather be cuddled up with you Than out on a ship with a dirty old crew There's always another run to make, far, far away (Chorus): So load her up (Load her up!) We're going home to Santiago Let her go (Let her go!) Take her home to Santiago
Yip, yip, yip, yip Hanna, I'll always belong to you But I want to do what all the young lovers do I've been alone in every damn town From Singapore up to the Hague and then down I bring her in and take her out again, far, far away (Repeat chorus)
Hanna, I'm sailing the old ship home Another week and we'll never sleep alone It's so hard, no matter what I do To spend another night with a picture of you Turning from side to side in my bed, far, far awayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
