Ship, take me out to sea with you
Now, while the riding waves are high.
A purple cloud hangs in the sky
Below a sheaf of white and blue.
I’ll add a sailor to your crew,
A merry one, you can’t deny!
Ship, take me out to sea with you
Now, while the riding waves are high.
I’ll chop the foam that stains your view.
I’ll make the hidden anchors fly.
I’ll steer your course. I’ll even try
To calm the wind’s mad hullabaloo.
Ship, take me out to sea with you
Now, while the riding waves are high!
Evelyn Coffey
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