We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the mystic
Hark now, hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly
As we sail into the mystic
When that fog horn blows
I will be coming home
When that fog horn blows
I wanna hear it
I don't have to fear it
And I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will flow into the mystic
When that fog horn blows
I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows
I wanna hear it
I don't have to fear it Lord
And I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And magnificently we will flow into the mystic
Come on, girl
Too late to stop now

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