I must down to the seas again, to the lonely sea
and the sky,And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her
by,And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the
white sails's shaking,And a grey mist on the sea's face and a grey dawn
breaking.
.........
I must down to the seas again to the vagrant gypsy
life,To the gull's way and the whale's way where the
wind's like a whetted knife;And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing
fellow-rover,And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long
trick's over.
Sea Fever from Salt Water Ballads