There is an island just over the ocean That hangs below the rising sun A three day sail if your lucky Or maybe another one If you get the wind and waves in your favour, no doubt And hopefully no surprises over the Derwent seamount You’ll arrive feeling black and blue If you hit the east coast low The seas will knock you fore and aft and send you down below They’ll toss you around like a champagne cork And pull you back and forth You’ll stare out at the far horizon In hope of land ahoy And dream of sitting quietly in the calm lagoon Tied securely to the buoy The nights at sea will be dark and stormy Or quiet and still All mountainous seas Or lack of wind No lack of variety You’ll be both soaking wet And burning dry Looking for the spew bucket Or a sunny sky But I’ll guarantee you’ll sail again the first chance you get And wonder why sail into the rising sun Sail until the day is done Sail away into the day When the sea will take your heart away sail into the rising sun Sail until the day is done Sail away into the day When the sea will take your heart away (Piano bridge) sail into the rising sun Sail until the day is done Sail away as the daylight fades When the sea will take your heart away sail into the rising sun Sail until the day is done Sail away as the daylight fades When the sea will take your heart away sail into the rising sun Sail until the day is done Sail away as the daylight fades When the sea will take your heart away
