Sailor Home From the Sea (Dorothy Hewitt) Oh Cock of the North with a dream in his hand My love has come home to this beautiful land He bursts through the door with his eyes like the sun And his kitbag crammed full of the treasures he's won A coral from Broome and a tall Darwin tale A pearl and a clam and the jaws of a whale My kitchen is filled with the smell of the sea And the leaping green fishes my love brings to me Oh tumble your treasures from Darwin and Broome And fill with their glory this straight little room With the sun of the morning ablaze on his chest My love has come home from the north of north-west And deep in our bed we'll lie and we'll be We'll kiss and we'll listen to the rain on the sea Warm as the summer, we've lived winter long My love has come home like King Solomon's song Author: Dorothy Hewitt. Music by Martyn Wyndham-Read Source: Martyn Wyndham-Read 'Harry the Hawker is Dead' Argo ZFB 82. It is also recorded on Martyn Wyndham-Read 'Beneath a Southern Sky' Fellside FECD 115 SX apr00
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