January 29, 2005
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The Ship
The Ship words and music by Lenny Solomon, 1997
When I was a child, I’d think about the world;
Places I could visit and the magic I could learn;
Although my dreams were always changing, one would always stick;
The one where I was at the helm of a wondrous sailing ship.The ship was made of the finest woods found in any land;
They all fit together like the feathers of a bird;
And it would shine and sparkle for me, everywhere I went
And after a full day’s sailing, I’d sleep beneath her deck;Oh my ship I wish you well, good sailing my old friends
And to this day I think of you, every now and then
The good times that we had , laughing at the wind
Oh my ship I’ll see you soon, And laugh with you again.I’d sail upon her from the time the sun rose in the sky;
And all day we’d gently sway, riding many a mile,
The only time I’d have to leave her, was when that echo called;
To bring me home to dinner, but then I’d be back once more.Oh my ship I wish you well, good sailing my old friends
And to this day I think of you, every now and then
The good times that we had , laughing at the wind
Oh my ship I’ll see you soon, And laugh with you again.Changes come and changes go, that’s the only thing that’s true.
I see that your leaving now, perhaps your time is due.
But I’ll still be able, to close my eyes, and see your sails so fine;
And know that when we meet again we’ll go sailing one more time;Oh my ship I wish you well, good sailing my old friends
And to this day I think of you, every now and then
The good times that we had , laughing at the wind
Oh my ship I’ll see you soon, And laugh with you again.
