Sailors Follow

Those stars that sailors follow Guiding less the sea to swallow And the night seas black as tar Beyond the wave a land afar Halyards taught, blocks in tallow Breezes fresh and salt swallow Timbers creak, white horses foam Callused hands and oceans comb And the stars pull them forth South, east, west and north Cabin boy or salty jack Afore the mast, bare their back Seas of glass or howling gales Stands his watch what ever ails For them the ocean a magic place For every dawn a changing face The face of his one true love The wind, stars, skies above