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Santiano

It's a famous three-master, thin like a bird
Heave high! !
Eighteen knots, four hundred tons
I'm proud to be a sailor
 
Keep the wave right, keep the wind right
Heave high! Santiano!
If it's God's will, always straight on
We'll reach as far as San Francisco
 
Oh, the wind was foul and the seas ran high
Heave away! Santiano!
She shipped it green and none went by
Along the plains of Mexico!
 
Keep the wave right, keep the wind right
Heave high! Santiano!
If it's God's will, always straight on
We'll reach as far as San Francisco
 
I set off for many long months, leaving Margot
Heave high! Santiano!
My heart was so heavy when I thought of her
While rounding the lights of Saint Malo
 
Keep the wave right, keep the wind right
Heave high! Santiano!
If it's God's will, always straight on
We'll reach as far as San Francisco
 
We swear by rote, and want of more
Heave away! Santiano!
But now we're through so we'll go on shore
Along the plains of Mexico
 
Keep the wave right, keep the wind right
Heave high! Santiano!
If it's God's will, always straight on
We'll reach as far as San Francisco
 
Keep the wave right, keep the wind right
Heave high! Santiano!
If it's God's will, always straight on
We'll reach as far as San Francisco