Up aloft, amid the rigging
Swiftly blows the fav'ring gale,
Strong as springtime in its blossom,
Filling out each bending sail,
And the waves we leave behind us
Seem to murmur as they rise;
We have tarried here to bear you
To the land you dearly prize.
Rolling home, rolling home,
Rolling home across the sea,
Rolling home to dear old England
Rolling home, dear land to thee.
Now, it takes all hands to man the capstan,
Mister see your cables clear!
Soon you'll be sailing homeward bound sir,
And for the channel you will steer.
See your sheets and crew lines free sir,
All your buntlines overhauled;
Are the sheerpoles and gear all ready?
Soon for New England we will steer.
Rolling home, rolling home,
Rolling home across the sea,
Rolling home to dear old England
Rolling home, dear land to thee.
Full ten thousand miles behind us,
And a thousand miles before,
Ancient ocean waves to waft us
To the well remembered shore.
Newborn breezes swell to send us
To our childhood welcome skies,
To the glow of friendly faces
And the glance of loving eyes.
Rolling home, rolling home,
Rolling home across the sea,
Rolling home to dear old England
Rolling home, dear land to thee.
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- Tumbling Tumbleweeds
- Return of the Wayfaring Stranger
- Little Bitty Tear
- Poor Wayfaring Stranger
- Miscellaneous
- Non-Album Releases
- Burl Ives Greatest Hits
- Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer
- Merry Christmas with Burl Ives
- FOLK HEROES, Best Of (1945-1962)
- Stupid Cupid (Remastered)
- Disney Collection, Vol. 1
- Disney Classics
- The Best of Burl Ives
- Favorite Irish Songs
- Original American Folksongs Vol. 8
- Barbara Allen
- The Great Songwriter Collection, Vol. 2
- Welcome to Ireland (Original Recordings Remastered...
- Hit Parade Platinum Collection: Burl Ives