القصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone
I slept with the lights on for fifteen year...Living that Southern kind of life
...He lived the southern kind of life two bl...Living that Southern kind of life
...Living that Southern kind of life
The harbor lights were shining, The moon was at its high. The captain said, "Thank God we're home! We've drunk the barrels dry." The mizzen mast was shaken, And the lanterns all burned low, I'd never thought we'd make it But we've twenty leagues to go So blow you southern trades And guide me safely to the shore, I'll never ever gonna sail The seven seas no more I don't want to miss the sand in my hair, The roll of the tide and the salt in the air Deep inside it's true I'm a home lovin' man Comin' on home to you I don't want to miss the wind in my eyes, The shimmerin' light when the seagull flies Lo, I've traveled far I'm a home loving man, Home is where you are The crowd upon the quayside Their faces long and drawn Are suddenly awakened As we sail in on the dawn The wives, the sons, the lovers, Who never gave up hope All breathe a sigh together As they reach to catch the rope God bless you, southern trades, You got me