Grey Funnel Line

Don't mind the rain, or the rolling sea
The weary night never worried me
But the hardest time in a sailor's day
Is to watch the sun as it dies away
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line

The finest ship that sails the sea
Is but a prison for the likes of me
But give me wings like Noah's dove
And I'll fly up harbor to the girl I love
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line

Oh Lord if dreams were only real
I'd have my hands on that wooden wheel
And with all my heart I'll turn her round
And tell the boys that we're homeward bound
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line

I'll pass the time like some machine
Until blue water turns to green
Then I'll dance on down that walkashore
And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more
And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more