[Verse 1]
Oh, the gist of it all is the first day of fall
Is the day when my ship will set sail
The best of all friends will say goodbye again
There's still time for one last glass of ale
We'll sail away proudly, our backs to the wall
On a southwind and lots of good cheer
And when we've looked over the white cliffs of Dover
We'll be in Bahama next year
[Verse 2]
From Bermuda on down the Triangle around us
Will teach us a lesson or two
There's many a mate who unevenly stated
The course he had charted was true
"Don't worry 'bout me," he said, "Go down below
Give a certified sailor a turn
Just sip on your rum or I'll give you my thumb and say
Son, you got something to learn"
[Chorus]
It's a mighty hard way to come down
And a mighty fine way to be found
So hand me my grip from an old sailing ship
Put the kiss of the dawn on my lips
With some luck tonight I might have her at my fingertips
Oh, the gist of it all is the first day of fall
Is the day when my ship will set sail
The best of all friends will say goodbye again
There's still time for one last glass of ale
We'll sail away proudly, our backs to the wall
On a southwind and lots of good cheer
And when we've looked over the white cliffs of Dover
We'll be in Bahama next year
[Verse 2]
From Bermuda on down the Triangle around us
Will teach us a lesson or two
There's many a mate who unevenly stated
The course he had charted was true
"Don't worry 'bout me," he said, "Go down below
Give a certified sailor a turn
Just sip on your rum or I'll give you my thumb and say
Son, you got something to learn"
[Chorus]
It's a mighty hard way to come down
And a mighty fine way to be found
So hand me my grip from an old sailing ship
Put the kiss of the dawn on my lips
With some luck tonight I might have her at my fingertips
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