t**le: The Grey Funnel Line
Artist: The House Band
By Ciril Tawney
Don't mind the rain or the rolling sea
The stormy night never bothered me
But the hardest part of a sailor's day
Is to watch the sun as it slips away
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
Oh Lord if dreams were only real
I'd put 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
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
Each time I gaze behind the screws
I wish I had old Saint Peter's shoes
And I'd walk on down that silvery lane
And take my girl in my arms again
It'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
If I had wings like Noah's dove
I'll fly up harbour to the girl I love
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
I'll serve my time like some machine
Until blue waters they turn to green
Then I'll dance on down that walk ashore
And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
Don't mind the rain or the rolling sea
The stormy night never bothered me
But the hardest part of a sailor's day
Is to watch the sun as it slips away
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
Artist: The House Band
By Ciril Tawney
Don't mind the rain or the rolling sea
The stormy night never bothered me
But the hardest part of a sailor's day
Is to watch the sun as it slips away
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
Oh Lord if dreams were only real
I'd put 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
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
Each time I gaze behind the screws
I wish I had old Saint Peter's shoes
And I'd walk on down that silvery lane
And take my girl in my arms again
It'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
If I had wings like Noah's dove
I'll fly up harbour to the girl I love
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
I'll serve my time like some machine
Until blue waters they turn to green
Then I'll dance on down that walk ashore
And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line
Don't mind the rain or the rolling sea
The stormy night never bothered me
But the hardest part of a sailor's day
Is to watch the sun as it slips away
It's one more day on the Grey Funnel Line