Storm Is Coming

A milky dawn broke slowly and hung low against a heavy sky
The front-wall spread like curtains drawn-told us we should pass it by
And turn our bow to westward-for just like angels we must fly

Two days out from our port-and the fishing it was grand
With heartfelt cheers we caught the dears and brought on more than we planned
But soon the gale was after us-and I feared we might be damned

All through the day we fought the seas with each and every hand on board
Cutting through the swells and forcing progress ever toward the shore
We'd ride the tide and full of pride return to those we do adore

We'd never run as fast as when we knew the chase was on
With the shoreline still a memory from which to plot our course upon
If we were outrun we knew our gallant little ship was gone

So we danced on the waves of the tide

Lash it down and hold on tight
We know a storm is coming
Its fury soon will test the fates
All stand fast or she'll go down

Run her full and head toward shore
We'll pull with hearts a-pumping
Catch the wind to the leeward side
Catch the wind and take us home