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作曲 : Allister MacGillivray, arr. Diane Loomer |
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Small craft in a harbour that's still and serene, |
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Give no indication what their ways have been; |
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They rock at their moorings all nestled in dreams, |
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Away from the roll of the sea. |
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Their stern lines are groaning a lullaby air, |
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A ghost in the cuddy, a gull on the spar; |
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But never they whisper of journeys afar, |
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Away from the roll of the sea. |
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Oh, had they the tongues for to speak, |
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What tales of adventure they'd weave; |
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But now they are anchored to sleep, |
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And slumber alee.(Alee) |
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Come fair winds to wake them tomorrow, we pray, |
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Come harvest a-plenty to them every day; |
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Till guided by harbour lights they're home to stay, |
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Away from the roll of the sea. |
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Oh, had they the tongues for to speak, |
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What tales of adventure they'd weave; |
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But now they are anchored to sleep, |
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And slumber alee.(Alee) |
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Come fair winds to wake them tomorrow, we pray, |
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Come harvest a-plenty to them every day; |
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Till guided by harbour lights they're home to stay, |
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Away from the roll of the sea. |
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Away from the roll of the sea. |
