𝗖𝗼𝗽𝘆𝗿𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁 © 2026 Midnight Splash | 𝗔𝗹𝗹 𝗥𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀 𝗥𝗲𝘀𝗲𝗿𝘃𝗲𝗱 [Spoken Intro] Do you hear that, boys? (What?) It's time to go home (Really?) You heard me Heave away, boys! (Aye aye, captain!) [Verse 1] The dawn broke gold on a restless sea, Salt in the wind and the gulls flew free, We hauled the lines with a laugh and a roar, Chasing the horizon forevermore. The captain cried, “Set sails up high!” The waves stood tall like mountains to the sky, With boots on wood and hearts of flame, Every wild sailor knew his name. [Chorus] Heave away, boys, roll the tide home, Sing to the stars wherever we roam, Storm or sun, we’ll never sail alone, Heave away, boys — roll the tide home! [Verse 2] The barrel ran dry by the second night, But spirits were high by lantern light, Old Tom danced with a broken shoe, While the cook swore loudly the stew would do. A fiddle sang and the deck kept time, Voices rising in salty rhyme, For every wave that tried us sore, We sang twice loud and asked for more. [Chorus] Heave away, boys, roll the tide home, Sing to the stars wherever we roam, Storm or sun, we’ll never sail alone, Heave away, boys — roll the tide home! [Verse 3] Black clouds rolled and the rigging screamed, The ocean raged like a living dream, We tied our fears to the mast that night, And faced the gale with stubborn might. The lightning flashed on foaming seas, But courage travels where hearts agree, Through thunder’s drum and the wild wind’s cry, No sailor there would yield or die. [Chorus] Heave away, boys, roll the tide home, Sing to the stars wherever we roam, Storm or sun, we’ll never sail alone, Heave away, boys — roll the tide home! [Verse 4] At last we saw the harbor flame, Familiar shores calling our name, Boots hit land but our souls still swayed, To the song the rolling ocean made. With pockets light but stories grand, We raised our mugs upon the sand, For every voyage must someday end, But the sea stays true as an old friend. [Bridge] Oh the sea takes much and the sea gives more, Leaves its mark on the heart and shore, And though we wander far and wide, The ocean’s song lives deep inside. [Final Chorus] Heave away, boys, roll the tide home, Sing to the stars wherever we roam, Storm or sun, we’ll never sail alone, Heave away, boys — roll the tide home! [Outro] So stamp the deck and raise one more, For winds behind and distant shores, Till sails are furled and journeys done — We’ll sing this song to the setting sun… Roll the tide home… roll the tide home.
