Choir – POTSMA Concert words to learn

SAILING

 

I am sailing, I am sailing, home again ‘cross the sea, I am sailing stormy waters to be near you, to be free

I am flying, I am flying like a bird, ‘cross the sky, I am flying, passing high clouds to be near you, to be free.

Can you hear me, can you hear me, thro’ the dark night far away? I am dying, for ever trying to be with you, who can say?

We are sailing, we are sailing home again ‘cross the sea, We are sailing stormy waters to be near you, to be free. To be near you, to be free.

 

WELLERMAN

There once was a ship that put to sea, The name of that ship was the Billy o’ Tea

The winds blew hard, her bow dipped down

Blow, me bully boys, blow (huh)

 

Soon may the Wellerman come to bring us sugar and tea and rum

One day, when the tonguin’ is done we’ll take our leave and go

 

She had not been two weeks from shore

When down on her, a right whale bore

The captain called all hands and swore

He’d take that whale in tow (huh) Chorus

 

No line was cut, no whale was freed

The captain’s mind was not on greed

But he belonged to the Wellerman’s creed

She took that ship in tow (huh) Chorus

 

As far as I’ve heard, the fight’s still on

The line’s not cut, and the whale’s not gone

The Wellerman makes his regular call

Blow, me bully boys, blow (huh) Chorus

 

BIG BAD LAD OF THE OCEAN

I come from a very old family. (Family) For millions of years we’ve been at sea. (Been at sea.)

We’ve been accused, maligned and abused.

But they’ll never get the better of me. (Of me.)

 

‘Cos I’m the big bad lad of the ocean, I’m the mean machine of the sea.

You never know which way I’ll go, so don’t get too close to me.

I never show my emotions, I’m the coldest fish in the sea.

You never know which way I’ll go, so don’t get too close to me.

 

The whole of my life I can never sleep. (Never sleep.)

Patrolling the ocean all alone. (All alone.)

The day that I stop is the day that I drop

To the bottom of the sea like a stone. (Like a stone.) Chorus.

 

Big bad lad of the sea. (That’s me.)

 

SEAGULL

Seagull, seagull, sit on the shore, sit on the shore, sit on the shore.

Seagull, seagull, sit on the shore and sail on my Santy Anna.

 

Penguin –swim in the sea

Puffin –fly in the sky

Skua –follow the ship

 

PIRATES

The pirate ship is coming, We know it’s on its way,

The pirate ship is coming, We’ve seen it in the bay.

 

A skull and crossbones on the mast, A wild and noisy crew:

The pirate ship is coming And it’s after me and you!

Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum, pirates like to have their fun!

Yo-ho-ho on the‘Salty Breeze’as they sail the seven seas.

 

The captain wears an eye-patch, A cutlass in his hand,

And on the bridge beside him, His faithful pirates stand. Chorus

 

They’re seeking gold and silver And jewels of ev’ry kind,

They’ll board each sailing vessel And take what they can find. Chorus

 

BEYOND THE SEA

Somewhere beyond the sea, somewhere waiting for me

My lover stands on golden sands, and watches the ships that go sailing

Somewhere beyond the sea, she’s there watching for me

If I could fly like birds on high, then straight to her arms, I’d go sailing

 

It’s far beyond a star, It’s near beyond the moon

I know beyond a doubt, my heart will lead me there soon

We’ll meet beyond the shore, we’ll kiss just as before

Happy we’ll be beyond the sea, and never again, I’ll go sailing

 

I know beyond a doubt, my heart will lead me there soon

We’ll meet beyond the shore, we’ll kiss just as before

Happy we’ll be beyond the sea, and never again, I’ll go sailing

 

SURFIN’ USA

UNDER THE SEA

The seaweed is always greener in somebody else’s lake.

You dream about going up there, but that is a big mistake.

Just look at the world around you

Right here on the ocean floor,

Such wonderful things surround you

What more is you lookin’ for?

 

Under the sea, under the sea

Darling it’s better down where it’s wetter, take it from me.

Up on the shore they work all day,

Out in the sun they slave away.

While we devotin’ full time to floatin’ under the sea.

 

Down here all the fish is happy as off through the waves they roll.

The fish on the land ain’t happy, they sad ’cause they in their bowl.

But fish in the bowl is lucky, they in for a worser fate.

One day when the boss get hungry, guess who’s gon’ be on the plate?

 

Under the sea, under the sea. Nobody beat us, fry us and eat us in fricassee.

We what the land folks loves to cook, under the sea we off the hook.

We got no troubles, life is the bubbles under the sea.

 

Each little clam here know how to jam here under the sea.

Each little snail here know how to wail here.

That’s why it’s hotter under the water.

Ya, we in luck here, down in the muck here under the sea.

 

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