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 Into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home, mmm mmm And when the fog horn blows I want to hear it I don't have to fear it
I wanna rock your gypsy soul Just like way back in the days of old Then magnificently we will float Into the mystic
When that fog horn blows You know I will be coming home And when that fog horn whistle blows I gotta 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 float Into the mystic Come on girl
Will they stop now