[Verse 1] Oh, the tide rolls in, the tide rolls out, And still my hands must pull, Through storm and spray, both night and day, This oar has worn my soul. [Chorus] No more the oar, no more the sea, No more the waves that bury me. Let the wind take what it will, For I can pull no more. [Verse 2] The captain calls, the crew obeys, But I am bound no more, These weary bones, they ache and moan, Like wreckage on the shore. [Chorus] No more the oar, no more the sea, No more the waves that bury me. Let the wind take what it will, For I can pull no more. [Verse 3] The stars grow dim, the lanterns fade, And still the ropes pull tight, But I will drift where none exist, Beyond the reach of night. [Chorus] No more the oar, no more the sea, No more the waves that bury me. Let the wind take what it will, For I can pull no more. [Outro] So lay me down in silent deep, Where rowing haunts no dream, And let me sleep, forever free, Far from the endless stream.
