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The Rumjacks

Take me please I beg you, across the emerald sea
I'm nearly dead from waiting for your hand to reach for me
The day is near upon us, turning a bluish-grey
The air is getting warmer & it's time we hauled away

Turn for home, will ye go lassie go?
We've done all we can
so let's sail away from the things of man now, go

Time is near upon us, I long to see the day
When all is put to balance and the evil cast away
Do you hear me trying to reach you
with every breath I take?
I call you down from the mountain top
will ya cometo break me
Come to take me... Home

Oh take me please I beg you, across that crimson lake
The blood of ancient heroes foaming in our wake
The broken savage coast ahead will recognise her own
Rocks will march into the sea & guard our passage home