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home from sea.
Home from Sea.
Two mothers wept when the vessel sailed
Away to the distant main,
For many a weary month would pass
Ere they'd see their boys again.
And well 'tis known the sailor's lot
Is ne'er from peril free,
For death is oft met face to face
Ere men come "home from sea."
Away to the distant main,
For many a weary month would pass
Ere they'd see their boys again.
And well 'tis known the sailor's lot
Is ne'er from peril free,
For death is oft met face to face
Ere men come "home from sea."
'Twas duty called the boys to roam,
And duty must be done—
And so the brave ship sailed afar,
And each mother mourned her son.
And the lads? They cheered each other up—
Not with talk of the sights they'd see—
But with picturing the joy of a future day
When they'd be "home from sea."
And duty must be done—
And so the brave ship sailed afar,
And each mother mourned her son.
And the lads? They cheered each other up—
Not with talk of the sights they'd see—
But with picturing the joy of a future day
When they'd be "home from sea."
And the vessel sped upon her way,
Freighted with hopes and fears;
And ever and ever, night and day,
Was followed by mothers' prayers.
Through calm and storm and tempest wild
Right gallantly she bore,
Then one glad day the message came,
"They've reached the distant shore."
Freighted with hopes and fears;
And ever and ever, night and day,
Was followed by mothers' prayers.
Through calm and storm and tempest wild
Right gallantly she bore,
Then one glad day the message came,
"They've reached the distant shore."
From place to place, from port to port,
Their busy tasks they ply,
And in their night-watch talk of home,
And for its comforts sigh.
Their busy tasks they ply,
And in their night-watch talk of home,
And for its comforts sigh.
