From Those Who Sail Away

Blew a kiss into the wind off my port bow tonight
and I rolled out my chart for Frenchman’s Bay
the kiss should have reached you by now
and I by morning light
you don’t hear much from those who sail away

I did not miss this harbor town no I came back for you
I’m walking through the morning light to the Southern Cross Café
yeah you’re there baking bread alone
I put my arms around you and say I’m home
you don’t hear much from those who sail away

Chorus

And the day is done in this old harbor town
the shop keep and the shipwright and the fisherman they’re driving home
the old men still run their tugboats south
towing the granite barges building New York City
talking about the wives they’ve left and the island girls they’ve known
and the day is done
the day is done

This boat’s been beaten by the Cape’s cold seas
caressed by the wind of the West Indies
but I’ll be selling sailboat rides today
and tell these tourists when we’re through
‘bout the best food in town and send them to you
you don’t hear much from those who sail away

Chorus

Well Fat Jack called from the Pirate’s Pier
I told him I was freezing my ass off here
he said Joe needs a captain
but what more could I say
you don’t hear much from those who sail away

Chorus

So darlin’ keep that fire hot
there’s ice in the rigging and snow on the dock
I guess I just missed hearing you say
you don’t hear much from those who sail away

Blew a kiss into the wind off my port bow tonight
and I rolled out my chart for Frenchman’s Bay
the kiss should have reached you by now
and I by morning light
you don’t hear much from those who sail away
you don’t hear much from those who sail away

© 1993 Liberty Beach Music
From the 1993 album, “The Hula Dance Of Love”

http://www.DavidHarris.com libertybeach@mail.com All songs written by David Harris. Copyright 2006 Liberty Beach Music, BMI. Used by permission.

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