Sailing is wear i would rather be,

Challinging the wind and the sea.

I can feel the power of the waves,

And have the serennty that i crave.

I can sail alone without end

with only the fickell wind

for my friend;

Sleep comes easy at the end of day'

as my boat rests in Salem bay.

And when I here the halyards on the mast''

This is the music that puts me too sleep'

 And when the winds start to ROAR::

I would rather be sitting  on the Shore::