On the docks where the boredom of life
Is all that I own
I see boats coming in
With the fruits of places unknown
I watch as they come from a world in the sun
That I see in my mind
But then it's farewell to this cold golden hell
They can leave far behind
Let me go where they go
Let me fly the winds that they fly
For to stay in this place
Will destroy a man such as I
Take me along, a long way from here
Take me along to a faraway shore
When you are poor it's easy to bear
With the sunshine and soft summer air
At the end of the day, in a bar
With sailors I stand
And I talk about girls, about love
A glass in my hand
But then in my dreams
I can travel it seems
On a thought southern-bound
And there I can hold all the magic in gold
Of the love I have found
When the bars on the quayside are closed
Alone I remain
I continue to dream and each night
The dream is the same
Take me along, a long way from here
Take me along to a faraway shore
When you are poor it's easy to bear
With the sunshine and soft summer air
Very soon I will take any job
For a chance that I can
Though I dream like a child
For my dreams, I'll work like a man
Work, and with pride, for my to ticket-to-ride
Where the sun shines for me
Surviving any storm, to be wild, to be warm
That's the way I must be
I'll be leaving behind no regrets
And hold of my past
And I'll go to the sea
As I'll sail to freedom at last
Take me along, a long way from here
Take me along to a faraway shore
When you are poor it's easy to bear
With the sunshine and soft summer air
Take me along, a long way from here
Take me along to a faraway shore
When you are poor it's easy to bear
With sunshine and soft summer air
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