Cold Ocean Blue
Written by Sam Leary (c) 2008
Sailing on back to the colonies
On a fine shapely vessel called Mae
So heave away boys and drink your dark rum
We’re on our way back home to New Zealand again
Heave away boys and chew your tobacco
We’re on our way back home again
Never more will I sail the ocean
Never more for whiskey nor gold
So heave away boys, hoist the sails to the weather
When we reach those fine shores never more will I roam
Heave away boys keep your spirits together
We’re bound for New Zealand and home
Oh we’ve sailed the cold North Atlantic
And down to the high coasts of Spain
So heave away boys have your whiskey for breakfast
The winds may be cold but the sun she still shines
Heave away boys, sing a fine rounded shanty
The liquor will help us survive
Well I stand at my window each morning
And I watch for your ship to roll in
So heave away boys and I’ll send you my kisses
Over the waves of the cold ocean blue
Heave away boys your lassie’s still waiting
And sending her love out to you
