Waves roll on and on
The tide’s coming in
By the fire on the sand
Women wait on land
Forces told in tales
Stronger than wood and sails
Don’t keep men safe at home
They have to roam
Since we learned the world is round
We expect them on solid ground
But all we have to offer are
Prayers for safe return
Though the hour’s late
They keep watch and wait
For a boat to ride
In the morning tide
Since we learned the world is round
We expect them on solid ground
But all we have to offer are
Prayers for safe return

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