Lyrics

CALL OF THE OCEAN

Sailing on the ocean, living by the sea
It’s the only place for a fisherman
And old salt flakes like me.
Give me briny water, give me crying gulls
And a creaking ship tied to the dock with barnacles beneath her hull.                             
And the salt runs free
In the veins of a Nova Scotian.
You can try to hide but you’ll not escape the ocean.
She will have her way,
You will never ever leave her,
She will call your name ‘til you come home again.
Flowing tides and currents, waves upon the strand,
Time to roll your pant legs to your knees
Walk barefoot in the sand.
Building boats and castles, fragile hopes and dreams,
Some are fashioned out of crumbling sand and some are hewn from sturdy beams.
CHORUS
She will call your name
‘til you come home again.

© 2011 Donna Rhodenizer Red Castle Publishing.com



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