We were born before the wind, also younger than the sun
And our bonny boat was won, as we sailed into the mystic
Hark now hear the sailors cry-y-y, smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly as we sail into the mystic

And [G#/A#]when t[G#/B]hat foghorn blows, I will be comin’ home
And [G#/A#]when t[G#/B]hat foghorn blows, I’ve wanna 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 flow, as we sail into the mystic
Cmon Cmon

Solo Part


And [G#/A#]when t[G#/B]hat foghorn blows, I will be comin’ home
And [G#/A#]when t[G#/B]hat foghorn blows, I’ve wanna 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 flow, as we sail into the mystic
Cmon Cmon

OUTRO

But it?s too late to stop now
It?s too late to stop now