The Grey Funnel Line (Cyril Tawney) Songtext
von Ten Strings and a Goat Skin

Don′t mind the rain or the rolling sea
These weary nights never worries me
But the hardest time in a sailor's day
Is to watch the sun as it fades away
Here′s one more day on the Grey Funnel Line

The finest ship that sails the sea
Is still a prison for the likes of me
But give me wings like Noah's dove
I'll fly up harbour to the girl I love
Here′s one more day on the Grey Funnel Line


O, once my heart was wild and free
Like a flashing spar on the open sea
But now that spar has washed ashore
And come to rest at my true love′s door
Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line

O Lord if dreams were only real
I′d feel my hands on that wooden wheel
And with all my heart I'd turn her round
And tell the boys that we′re homeward bound
Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line

I′ll pass the time like some machine
Until blue waters turn to green
Then I'll dance on down that walk ashore
And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more
Here's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
On the Grey Funnel Line
Here′s one more day
On the Grey Funnel Line