Ireland: Sea Fever: "I Must Go Down To The Seas Again" (Lento)

I must go down to the seas again
To the lonely sea and the sky
And all I ask is a tall ship
And a star to steer her by
And the wheel's kick and the wind's song
And the white sail's shaking
And the grey mist on the sea's face
And the grey dawn breaking

I must go down to the seas again
For the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call
That may not be denied
And all I ask is a windy day
With the white clouds flying
And the flung spray and the blown spume
And the sea gulls crying

I must go down to the seas again
To the vagrant gypsy life
To the gulls away and the whales away
Where the wind's like a whetted knife
And all I ask is a merry yarn
From a laughing fellow rover
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream
When the long trick's over