The Open Door
"Time is on my side,
We'll be home before the morning,
With this evening's tide,
We will sail in with the dawn;"
So said the weary Captain,
To his loyal men,
"And soon we'll see from years upon the ocean
Our home again;
Fill your hearts with pride,
For it's every man among you,
Who has given all, and beside,
There are new lands we have found;
We have seen the wonders
At the far ends of the world,
But nothing to compare to our dear homeland,
But oh the stories, so many stories!
We've fought with Pirates hand to hand,
Plundered treasure, taken land,
This in the name of God and King,
All the livelong day, all the livelong day;
We've seen fearful monsters from the deep,
Mountains high where Devils sleep,
Saved poor souls from the roaring sea,
All the livelong day, all the livelong day;
All the livelong day, now we're coming home;
So take me down to the Open Door,
And I'll be on my way,
To see the ones who've been waiting for
Our ship to come this day;
Lets drink a glass to the men who fought,
The Bravest of the Brave,
And sing a song on these golden shores,
For we are home again;
We're coming home, we're on our way,
We are home again."
We'll be home before the morning,
With this evening's tide,
We will sail in with the dawn;"
So said the weary Captain,
To his loyal men,
"And soon we'll see from years upon the ocean
Our home again;
Fill your hearts with pride,
For it's every man among you,
Who has given all, and beside,
There are new lands we have found;
We have seen the wonders
At the far ends of the world,
But nothing to compare to our dear homeland,
But oh the stories, so many stories!
We've fought with Pirates hand to hand,
Plundered treasure, taken land,
This in the name of God and King,
All the livelong day, all the livelong day;
We've seen fearful monsters from the deep,
Mountains high where Devils sleep,
Saved poor souls from the roaring sea,
All the livelong day, all the livelong day;
All the livelong day, now we're coming home;
So take me down to the Open Door,
And I'll be on my way,
To see the ones who've been waiting for
Our ship to come this day;
Lets drink a glass to the men who fought,
The Bravest of the Brave,
And sing a song on these golden shores,
For we are home again;
We're coming home, we're on our way,
We are home again."
Credits
Writer(s): Chris De Burgh
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