I was there on the cold Assynt hills I heard the hunger cry the tyrants laughing I heard the young men say goodbye To the place where their young dreams were grown
There's a land somewhere Where we can build our freedom There's a land somewhere Where our children will grow strong And if our lives should be spared We'll need no other reason to sail on, to sail on
On I stood on the shores at Saint Anne And watched them building boats to trade the oceans And saw the preacher raise his hands Saying children it's time to move on
There's a land somewhere Where we can build our freedom There's a land somewhere Where our children will grow strong And if our lives should be spared We'll need no other reason to sail on, to sail on
I watched from the white Waipu sands Saw them drop their sails and throw their anchors I saw the old men shake each other's hands Saying brothers now I think we are home
There's a land somewhere Where we can build our freedom There's a land somewhere Where our children will grow strong And if our lives should be spared We'll need no other reason to sail on, to sail on