Sailor Town

Along the wharves in sailor town a singing whisper goes

Of the wind among the anchored ships, the wind that blows

Off a broad brimming water, where the summer day has died

Like a wounded whale a-sounding in the sunset tide

There's a big China liner gleaming like a gull

And her lit ports flashing; there's the long gaunt hull

Of a Blue-Funnel freighter with her derricks dark and still

And a tall barque loading at the lumber mill

Welcome all to sailor town

Where sea dogs come to roam