The Bona Line

Don't mind the rain or the rolling sea

The weary night never worried me

But the hardest part on a sailor's day

Is to watch the sun as it dies away

Here's one more day on the Grand Bona Line

The finest ship that sails the sea

Is still a prison for the likes of me

But give me wings like Noah's dove

I'd fly above all to the one I love

Here's one more day on the Grand Bona Line

Oh Lord if dreams were only real

I'd have 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

Here's one more day on the Grand Bona Line

I'll pass the time like some machine

Until blue water turns to green

Then I'll dance on deck and I'll walk ashore

And sail the Grand Bona Line no more

And sail the Grand Bona Line no more