ROLLING HOME TO OLD NEW ENGLAND



Call all hands to man the capstan

See the cable running clear

Heave away and with a will, boys

For new England we will steer



Rolling home, rolling home

Rolling home across the sea

Rolling home to old New England

Rolling home dear land to thee



Fare you well, you Spanish maidens

It is time to say adieu

Happy times we've spent together

Happy times we've spent with you



"Round Cape Horn one frosty morning

And our sails were full of snow

Clear your sheets and sway your halyards

Swing her out and let her go



Up aloft amid the rigging

Blows a wild and rushing gale

Like a monsoon in the springtime

Filling out each well known sail



And the waves we leave behind us

Seem to murmur as they flow

There's a hearty welcome waiting

In the land to which you go



Many thousand miles behind us

Many thousand miles before

Ocean lifts her winds to bring us

To that well remembered shore



@sailor @home

Ed Trickett learned from Lawrence Older

Recorded on Golden Ring

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