Southerly Wind
(Round)
Oh, it's a southerly wind and a cloudy sky Proclaim
it a sailing morning; Before the sun rises away
we'll fly, Dull sleep in a downy bed scorning! To
sails, me brave boys, and away, Bright Phoebus the hills is adorning!
The face of all nature looks gay, 'Tis a
beautiful sailing morning! Hark, hark,
forward, The wind's blowing another way! Oh, hark,
hark, forward, The wind's roaring, so we would say.
Oh, it's a southerly wind and a cloudy sky Proclaim
it a sailing morning; Before the sun rises away
we'll fly, Dull sleep in a downy bed scorning! To
sails, me brave boys, and away, Bright Phoebus the hills is adorning!
The face of all nature looks gay, 'Tis a
beautiful sailing morning! Hark, hark,
forward, The wind's blowing another way! Oh, hark,
hark, forward, The wind's roaring, so we would say.
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