THE JAMESTOWN HOMEWARD BOUND



The farmer's heart with joy is filled

When his crops are good and sound;

But who can feel the wild delight

Of the sailor homeward bound?

For three long years have passed away

Since we left freedom's shore,

Our long-felt wish has come at last

And we're homeward bound once more.



cho: To where the sky's as clear as the maiden's eye

Who longs for our return,

To the land where milk and honey flows

And liberty it was born.

So fill our sails with the favoring gales,

And with shipmates all around

We'll give three cheers for our starry flag

And the "Jamestown" homeward bound.

To the Mediterranean shores we've been

And its beauties we have seen;

And Sicily's grand and lofty hills

and Italy's gardens green.

We've gazed on Mount Vesuvius

With its rugged slumbering dome,

Night is the time in that red clime

When the sailor thinks of home.



cho:



We've strayed round Pompeii's ruined walls

And on them carved our names.

And thought of ancient beauties past

And vanished lordly dames.

And gazed on tombs of mighty kings

Who oft in battle won,

But what were they all in their sway

With our brave Washington?

cho:

And now we have arrived in port

And stripping's our last job,

And friendly faces look around

In search of Bill or Bob.

They see that we are safe at last

From the perils of the sea;

Saying, "You're welcome, Columbia's mariners

To your homes and liberty."



NOTE: The Jamestown was a sloop-of-war, built in 1844.

From Colcord-Songs of American Sailormen. Recorded (cassette) by

John Townley, also by Warner and Davis on Wilder Joy

@sailor @home

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