The Call Of The Sea 1917 "A Southern Maid"

Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK - 18 Jun 2003

Some folks there are who love to roam
to lands afar from hearth and home!
On travel bent, I'd stay content,
if life were spent just so!
For ev'ry hour that I'm ashore,
I long to scour the seas once more;
the whole world lies before my eyes,
And I must rise and go!

Give me the sound of the sea,
and the scent of the driving spray!
Give me the tide flowing free
on the shores of a sunlit bay!
Give me, wherever I be,
The sight of a sail unfurl'd!
And my thoughts flow free
as tide or sea,
and go sailing, sailing,
Merrily sailing,
Sailing round the world!

Year in, year out, on English leas,
I've dreamt about these Southern Seas,
where Pan still roves the orange groves,
where vine and palm trees grow!
Where lovers twang their gay guitars,
and fireflies hang the night with stars,
O sail again The Spanish Main,
as in days of long ago!

Give me the sound of the sea,
and the scent of the driving spray!
Give me the tide flowing free
on the shores of a sunlit bay!
Give me, wherever I be,
The sight of a sail unfurl'd!
And my thoughts flow free
as tide or sea,
and go sailing, sailing,
Merrily sailing,
Sailing round the world!

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
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The Call Of The Sea 1917
Music by Harold Fraser-Simson
Lyrics by Harry Graham
from "A Southern Maid"
copyright MCMXVII and MCMXVIII by Ascherberg, Hopwood and Crew Ltd.
sequence and karaoke by Dr. Pitt-Payne in London UK
on Tuesday 18 June 2003 at 08.44
in association with Doug Grierson
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