Mine heart aloft in the clear blue sky
Reflecting in the deep ocean below
A black flag flying from a salt-covered mast
And a fair waving hand from the Crow's Nest
A sing-song of work in rhythm as one
All the sounds of the laboring ship
The Good Lady Gossamer makes speed at last
The crew at your command
No matter how far from your orders ring
Forty men toil and labor and sing
Sweat in the sun and laugh and all cheer
And a crow in the sky on the wing.
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