I've been on this voyage for many a year
Spent most my time with whiskey and beer
Watching the waves go over the bow
Wondering what I'm suppose to do now
Going from port to port is longer the life for me
But I made me a promise not to leave the great big sea
So I'll keep on going with the water at my feet
Maybe someday I'll take the mast down and tie off the cleet
The sun is setting and the stars are out
Its still gives me that old time feeling that there's no doubt
I'll keep on sailing till I find my rightful home
Then hopefully no longer I shall roam