And the wind plays on those great sonorous harps, the shrouds and
masts of ships.

And the wind plays on those great sonorous harps, the shrouds and
masts of ships.

Morn on the waters, and purple and bright
Bursts on the billows the flushing of light
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Morn on the waters, and purple and bright
Bursts on the billows the flushing of light
O'er the glad waves, like a child of the sun,
See the tall vessel goes gallantly on.

Her plates are scarred by the sun, dear lass,
And her ropes are taut with the dew,
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Her plates are scarred by the sun, dear lass,
And her ropes are taut with the dew,
For we're booming down on the old trail, our own trail, the out
trail,
We're sagging south on the Long Trail, the trail that is always
new.

Like ships that have gone down at sea,
When heaven was all tranquillity.

Like ships that have gone down at sea,
When heaven was all tranquillity.

There's not a ship that sails the ocean,
But every climate, every soil,
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There's not a ship that sails the ocean,
But every climate, every soil,
Must bring its tribute, great or small,
And help to build the wooden wall!

And let our barks across the pathless flood
Hold different courses.

And let our barks across the pathless flood
Hold different courses.

When rats leave a sinking ship, where exactly do they think
they're going?

When rats leave a sinking ship, where exactly do they think
they're going?

The true ship is the ship builder.

The true ship is the ship builder.

Being in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of being
drowned.

Being in a ship is being in a jail, with the chance of being
drowned.