We were born before the wind
And we're so much younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic

Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Feel the sea and touch the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly as we sailed into the mystic

And when that fog horn blows
You know I will [bad word] home
And when that fog horn blows
I want to hear it
I dont have to fear it

I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
Then together we will float as we sail into the mystic

We were born before the wind
And we're so much younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic

Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Feel the sea and touch the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly as we sailed into the mystic

And when that fog horn blows
You know I will [bad word] home
And when that fog horn blows
I want to hear it
I dont have to fear it

I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And magnificently we will float as we sail into the mystic