Sail on honey, good times never felt so good Sail on ooo honey Sail on down the line 'bout-a half-a mile or so, And-a don't really wanna know-a where you're goin' Maybe once or twice, you see, time after time I tried-a to, to hold on to what we got,

Let there be love Let there be love Who kicked a hole in the sky so the heavens would cry over me? Who stole the soul from the sun in a world come undone at the seams? One, two, three, four I hope the weather is calm as you sail up your heavenly stream

Don't forget me Don't forget me (yeah, yeah) When this well runs dry I guess you'll find another well When I say goodbye There'll be another breeze to sail When my boat goes down I guess you'll learn how to swim If I don't come home

Go down you Blood Red Roses Go down you pinks and posies Sailing out of Boston one hundred days at sea On the good ship Bonadventure, a'whaling men are we We set sail for the Cape Horn, where the seas are cold as ice The wind will bite right through you

In a land of desire, your heart filled with fire We will sail on, forever on To the land of the evening star The land of the evening star You live for the right to be free We'll be one tonight Don't you shut your eyes in silence Tonight gather near, come

The moon's a harsh mistress And the moon's a harsh mistress See her how she flies Golden sails across the sky Close enough to touch But careful if you try Though she looks as warm as gold The moon can be so cold Once the sun did shine

Now there's more to do than watch my sailboat glide But every day can be a magic carpet ride A little bit of courage is all we lack So catch me if you can, I'm goin' back I think I'm goin' back To the things I learned so well in my youth I think I'm

Lying beside you, here in the dark Feeling your heartbeat with mine Softly you whisper, you're so sincere How could our love be so blind We sailed on together We drifted apart And here you are, by my side So now I come to you with open arms

You'll be a hard luck woman Baby, 'till you find your man I keep telling you hard luck woman You ain't a hard luck woman Rags, the sailor's only daughter A child of the water Too proud to be a queen Rags, I really love ya I can't forget about ya

So close your eyes on Hushabye Mountain, Wave goodbye to cares of the day, And watch your boat from Hushabye Mountain Sail far away from Lullaby Bay. A gentle breeze from Hushabye Mountain Softly blows over Lullaby Bay, It fills the sails of boats that