A Sailor's Christmas

Sail on the horizons gotta landfall rendezvous Captain steers a well-known course, he steers straight & true As he trims the sheets, he sings a song He learned on boats and bars Sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour 'neath the stars He's traveled through the doldrums, typhoons and hurricanes He's logged a million soggy miles with water on his brain But Christmas is the season better suited for dry land He'll tell some lies, meet some spies And dance barefoot in the sand The sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour on the hook Caye con les, no work today, let's shell the ol' log book The waterfront is reveling, the season has begun The sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour having fun. There's a party down at Le Selecte, music, rum and cheers Faces in the shadows, God, I haven't seen for years A mast & shroud fill with lights 'Neath the waning of the moon They're an airy celebration in the realm of King Neptune. The sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour on the hook Caye con les, no work today, let's shell the ol' log book The waterfront is reveling, the season has begun The sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour having fun. Jesus was a fisherman who walked upon the sea The North Pole is ocean's remote frozen balcony The continents keep drifting but the children sing and play 'Cause nothing really matters, after all it's Christmas day The sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour on the hook. Vaye con les, no work today, he read it in a book The waterfront is reveling, the season has begun A sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour having fun A sailor spends his Christmas in a harbour having fun Havin' fun... havin' fun... havin' fun