The sun is dropping down, it's getting dark and cold Captain John is sitting on the bridge Drinking his coffee Approaching another port It's always the same thrill When he steps off his grand ship
He steers different types of vessels And always gets the job done He transports supplies Delivers what he got Faster than the rest He is a hardworking man
He sits down on the deck, to feel the air And the sway of the waves Reminds him of his past He grew up on the sea As a son of a sailor The ocean became his father’s grave
He is sailing on the ocean blue Free as the breeze There is no land anywhere Just the endless sea Sailing on the ocean Free as the breeze
The last five weeks he's been on the sea It's like he has the world for himself No noise of traffic Only the sound of the wind And the engine running below And some waves crashing against the hull
He is sailing on the ocean blue Free as the breeze There is no land anywhere Just the endless sea Sailing on the ocean Free as the breeze