Past their time of history

sailing ships at hand would be

times were hard or so were told

deck boys, cooks and officers bold

scrubbing decks raising sail

climb the rigging captains hail

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Lash that cargo, hoist the flag

check the life boats pack your bag

all the crew report to me

pacific bound today we be

slavers,fishers cargo trips,whalers passenger sailing ships.

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dockside merchants from wool to wood

sailors drunk lay down in mud

captain calls the crewman’s names

check the cargo list again

seaman’s tales and story’s cold

tails of monsters and serpent’s told

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If you stroll the docks today

sailing ships all past away

oceans vast, oceans deep

your sailing dreams are yours to keep.