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Ciril Tawney
Don't mind the rain or the rolling sea The weary night never worries me But the hardest time in a sailor's day Is to watch the sun as it dies away Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line The finest ship that sails the sea Is still a prison for the likes of me But give me wings like Noah's dove I'll fly up harbour to the girl I love Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line Oh once my heart was wild and free Like a flashing spar on the open sea But now that spar has washed ashore And come to rest at my true love's door Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line Each time I gaze behind the screws Makes me long for Saint Peter's shoes I'd dance on down that Walker Shore And rest in my true love's arms once more Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line Oh Lord if dreams were only real I'd feel my hands on that wooden wheel And with all my heart I'd turn her round And tell the boys that we're homeward bound Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line I'll pass the time like some machine Until the waters turn to green Then I'll dance on down that walk ashore And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more

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