We came down to the shore Always some desperate people there Anywhere people congregate for pleasure
They'll go hunting for treasure
Come one, come all, fortune-seeking brothers Pick up the faint, faint scent Of the faith of our fathers Their names were known once to me I hear them sometimes on the Song of the Sea
Take note of what will be gone In the blink of an eye The blue, blue water The bone-white sky
You can set your watch by these guys We will be high on the highway Before they've even opened their eyes Picture them scouring the sanctuary Looking for gold It never gets old
But there is no gold and there is no silver And the South takes what the North delivers Reverse the circuit sometimes Every couple seasons Remember our grandfathers Whenever we need a reason
Take note of what will be gone In the blink of an eye The blue, blue water The bone-white sky YeahTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
