The Lights of Home.
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I.
Heave ho the anchor, laddies! The ocean rolls before; We'll climb the waves undaunted and search the far off shore; We'll breast the angry breakers that on the beaches comb And sail, ah, sail, my hearties, for harbor-lights of home!
II.
'Tis far the ships have drifted across the booming seas; 'Tis far our sails have darkened with toils and agonies; 'Tis far that youth has wandered where life's deep sorrows come But ho, my lads, we're sailing for harbor-lights of home!
III.
Beyond the raging tempest, beyond the waves that roar, There waits the peaceful harbor and lights upon the shore; And when the voyage ceases, beyond the farthest foam We'll anchor there forever 'neath habor-lights of home!
IV
Then weigh the anchor, laddies! The ship of life shall sail Once more to youth's glad mornings and joys that never fail; No matter how the weather, how far the course may roam, There always shines a welcome in harbor-lights of home!