Rolling Home

Rolling Home - Burl Ives (伯爾·艾夫斯)/Ralph Hunt Singers

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Up aloft amid the rigging

Swiftly blows the fav'ring gale

Strong as springtime in its blossom

Filling out each bending sail

And the waves we leave behind us

Seem to murmur as they rise;

We have tarried here to bear you

To the land you dearly prize

Rolling home rolling home

Rolling home across the sea

Rolling home to dear old England

Rolling home dear land to thee

Now it takes all hands to man the capstan

And a thousand miles before

Ancient ocean waves to waft us

To the well remembered shore

Newborn breezes swell to send us

To our childhood welcome skies

To the glow of friendly faces

And the glance of loving eyes

Rolling home rolling home

Rolling home across the sea

Rolling home to dear old England

Rolling home dear land to thee