A Passing Ship

A passing ship I have found the open ocean Give me no lip The waves roll by as I press on A sunlit sea On the first day in April How fresh the wind Will you miss me when I'm gone? How many words How many songs still unwritten? How many ships Of the line have come and gone? In the good old days May they never be forgotten They had heavy wind Or they had no wind at all A passing ship It is midnight on the ocean Had a real long trip I have been at sea all winter When my ship came in I was givin' up the ghost I think I should be Leavin' those passing ships alone When the sea runs high The sea runs wild and I'm unsteady And I think of you In the warmth of your home and family When love is true There is no truer occupation And may this gale Blow us to the ones we love Another day Another ocean Give me no lip But stand aside as I press on A sunlit sea On the last day in October How fresh the wind Will you miss me from now on? I guess I should be Leavin' passing ships alone