Star of the Harbour

Star of the harbour

Guide this boat to safe crossing

Well we can't last another night drifting

Over heavy Atlantic swell

Star of the harbour

The gulls are all bickering

Over our floating things

Our souvenirs, our souvenirs of dry land

Are their curiosities

And our sails folded like a losing hand

Maybe this time tomorrow

There'll be lights along the waterfront

To celebrate our late homecoming

But until that time

Call off the tempest

Or my bones will be powder

And mixed with the coral

Star of the harbour

Star of the harbour

Star of the harbour

Star of the harbour

Steer us home, homeward