|
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
 |
| Heart Of A Sailor Boy © Copyright George Papavgeris, November 2001 Love of the sea is not just the sailor’s prerogative. In fact, many more would have gone to sea, if things were different. He was a master carpenter, loved to work with wood But what he wanted most, Lord grant it that he could Was not to build the boats but to sail away But mortgages and kids led his dream astray Life has a habit of killing dreams And so he'll never go to sea it seems But inside his jacket and behind his tie There beats the heart of a sailor boy. He was top of the class, but school was such a bore So after lessons every day he walked along the shore And dreamt about foreign seas with wind along his beam But all his high grades were an anchor to his dream Mum and Dad insisted that he should get a degree Now he's a director of a major company But inside his jacket and behind his tie There beats the heart of a sailor boy. He plays the concertina and he's with a shanty choir And when he sings of foreign shores his eyes are full of fire In rooms so full of smoke he still can smell the brine Though it's been many years since he sailed last time There's nothing in this world this seadog fears But ask about his memories and you'll see his tears For inside his jacket and behind his tie There beats the heart of a sailor boy. There's hundreds and there's thousands of us sailors of the mind Enough to sail a fleet, enough to crew the Golden Hind If only things were different, if only life was fair We might be breathing less of smog and more of fresh sea air And evenings and weekends, come rain or shine You 'll see me and my mates walk along the Serpentine For inside my jacket and behind my tie There beats the heart of a sailor boy. |
You can buy George's albums directly with PayPal secure payment
George's CDs are manufactured by Bump Studios
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
