Toilers Of The Sea

Toilers Of The Sea ballad

Uploaded by Carl Halling

Come away with me
To toil upon the sea,
Come away and see
How sweet sea life can be,
I’ll sing Bonnie Dundee
Off the coast of
Old Guernsey, you and me
As toilers of the sea, as toilers of the sea.

Help me put that wrecked
Romance away from me,
Help me understand
How it was lost at sea,
It wasn’t destined to be,
She belonged to another not me,
What’ll be will be,
For toilers of the sea, for toilers of the sea.

I can stand it if you’re
There with me,
For the solitary life at sea
Is enough to make you
Sea crazy,
With the whales
And gulls for company,
For toilers of the sea, for toilers of the sea.

We can ponder on
The ocean’s mysteries,
I’ll unveil a few of
My old sea stories,
You’ll see how kind a tar can be,
I promise you’ll be safe with me,
When we’re out at sea
As toilers of the sea, as toilers of the sea.

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