Grey Funnel Line

Don't mind the rain, nor the rolling sea The weary night never worries me. But the hardest time in a sailors day, Is to watch the sun as it dies away. Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line The finest ship that sails the sea is still a prison for the likes of me. But give me wings like Noah's dove I'll fly up harbor to the girl I love Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line Oh Lord if dreams were only real I'd have my hands on that wooden wheel And with all my heart I'd turn her 'round And tell the boy's that we're homeward bound Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line I'll pass the time like some machine Until blue water turns to green Then I'll dance on down that walk ashore And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more