Corries The Bona Line
The Bona Line
Don't mind the rain or the rolling sea
The weary night never worried me
But the hardest part on a sailor's day
Is to watch the sun as it dies away
Here's one more day on the Grand Bona Line
The finest ship that sails the sea
Is still a prison for the likes of me
But give me wings like Noah's dove
I'd fly above all to the one I love
Here's one more day on the Grand Bona Line
Oh Lord if dreams were only real
I'd have my hands on that wooden wheel
And with all my heart I'd turn her round
And tell the boys that we're homeward bound
Here's one more day on the Grand Bona Line
I'll pass the time like some machine
Until blue water turns to green
Then I'll dance on deck and I'll walk ashore
And sail the Grand Bona Line no more
And sail the Grand Bona Line no more
