Lighthouse

There's a lighthouse on the beach,
On the south western shore
Towers over the Zealand sound
May the waters be deep
Wherever you're bound
Six fathoms of water near the beach
There are ships out there somewhere
With cargo in the hold
There are fishermen with stories to be told
Those weathered men are tired
Another lonely night on board
Just wishing they make it safely to their homes
And that house on the hill,
Shoots a light you can feel
For the man at the wheel
They don't fear what tomorrow might bring
As they move through the wind
In eighteen eighty seven
My grandpa Joe was born,
In that same ole Lighthouse on the hill
The Mid-wife rowed her boat
Through the middle of a storm
And My Grandpa for the first time saw that light on the hill
And that house on the hill,
Shoots a light you can feel
For the man at the wheel
They don't fear what tomorrow might bring
As they move through the wind
The distant horizon, is harboring dreams
For that boy on the hill
He's got plans beyond that shining light beam
And someday he will leave
That house on the hill,
Shoots a light you can feel
For the man at the wheel
They don't fear what tomorrow might bring
As they move through the wind
That house on the hill,
Shoots a light you can feel
For the man at the wheel
They don't fear what tomorrow might bring
As they move through the wind