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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