The Sailor - Bright Moments

The Sailor - Bright Moments
Turn up the band and sing of your days
Of sailing the waters from dublin to boll bay
No one to please a thound terry learn
You may have a year or possible three
So tearing of your heart wherever it may be
Take up your glass eat drink be glad
And you will save yourself from the memories
But you will save your son from the misery
Thin is your cheek and sunken your chest
You're soft as a sponge and you know you need rest
Think of your home with longing and distaste
How long has it been since you darkened the door
Your entrails are turning your tears are burning
Facing the day you thought may never break
And you will save yourself from the memories
But you will save your son from the misery
And you will save yourself from the memories
But you will save your son from the misery
One if by land and two if by sea
The cost of the journey has never been clearer
Is this where it ends the tearing of your fee
And you will save yourself from the memories
But you will save your son from the misery
And you will save yourself from the memories
But you will save your son from the misery