the first light's kissed my eyes--it's time to breathe the shearing wind that strips the flesh from me so grab your weathered skins and boots and go is it the hell i fear or is it the sea?
the working world's asleep an hour or more the barmen from the anchor calls the score jack sings the sea-song, chills me to the score drink up as it's time to lock the door
well, fifteen years have passed, i'm still aboard now i brave the chaos of my family and all i think of is a world ashore is it life i abhor? is it the sea?
well, the pain is dulling out a generation by and music fills my bones again, at last and pride inflates my chest and the tears come to my eyes to hear my children's children cry
and i have often said that i would like to be dead in a shark's mouth
with warm breath going under from woman sending thunder on two parts south
and love is stripped and frayed and duty is delayed until next life
and someone has my mind holding it so kind though it is my wife
and my home is the sea my home is the sea look not for me
because my home is the sea disaster flies upon me and i scream
and you can see the house lights colored from the distance for a party is dream
and tumble into me my arms unfold these seeds cause i am a strong man
and god i love my tummy it's round and firm and funny cause that's what i am
and my home is the sea my home is the sea
and i am under your spell you will have me i reckon and the drowning of this town is a drowning that i welcome
and i know nothing and am overjoyed i know nothing and am overjoyed i know nothing and am overjoyed
well, god gave you life and thought and now it's ours to waste i have the finest love and the finest of tastes and with the sea in my lungs i am home