the first light's kissed my eyes--it's time to breathe   the shearing wind that strips the flesh from me   so grab your weathered skins and boots and go   is it the hell i fear or is it the sea?      the working world's asleep an hour or more   the barmen from the anchor calls the score   jack sings the sea-song, chills me to the score   drink up as it's time to lock the door      well, fifteen years have passed, i'm still aboard   now i brave the chaos of my family   and all i think of is a world ashore   is it life i abhor? is it the sea?      well, the pain is dulling out a generation by   and music fills my bones again, at last   and pride inflates my chest and the tears come to my eyes   to hear my children's children cry      and i have often said   that i would like to be dead   in a shark's mouth      with warm breath going under   from woman sending thunder   on two parts south      and love is stripped and frayed   and duty is delayed   until next life      and someone has my mind   holding it so kind   though it is my wife      and my home is the sea   my home is the sea   look not for me      because my home is the sea   disaster flies upon me   and i scream      and you can see the house lights   colored from the distance   for a party is dream      and tumble into me   my arms unfold these seeds   cause i am a strong man      and god i love my tummy   it's round and firm and funny   cause that's what i am      and my home is the sea   my home is the sea      and i am under your spell   you will have me i reckon   and the drowning of this town   is a drowning that i welcome      and i know nothing and am overjoyed   i know nothing and am overjoyed   i know nothing and am overjoyed      well, god gave you life and thought   and now it's ours to waste   i have the finest love   and the finest of tastes   and with the sea in my lungs   i am home