Sea Fever Lyrics

I must go down to the seas again

To the lonely sea and the sky

And all I ask is a tall ship

And a star to steer her by

And the wheel's kick and the wind's song

And the white sail's shaking

And a grey mist on the sea's face

And a grey dawn breaking

I must go down to the seas again

For the call of the running tide

Is a wild call and a clear call

That may not be denied

And all I ask is a windy day

With the white clouds flying

And the flung spray and the blown spume

And the sea-gulls crying

I must go down to the seas again

To the vagrant gypsy life

To the gull's way and the whale's way

Where the wind's like a whetted knife

And all I ask is a merry yarn

From a laughing fellow-rover

And quiet sleep and a sweet dream

When the long trick is over