WE WERE BORN
BEFORE THE WIND
ALSO YOUNGER THAN THE SUN
'ERE THE BONNIE BOAT WAS WON
AS WE SAIL INTO THE MYSTIC
HARK, NOW
HEAR THE SAILORS' CRY
SMELL THE SEA AND FEEL THE SKY
LET YOUR SOUL AND SPIRIT FLY
INTO THE MYSTIC
AND WHEN THAT
FOG HORN BLOWS
I WILL BE COMIN' HOME
MMM-MMM-MMM
AND WHEN THE FOG HORN BLOWS
I WANNA HEAR IT
I DON'T HAVE TO FEAR IT
AND I...
WANNA ROCK YOUR GYPSY SOUL
JUST LIKE WAY BACK
IN THE DAYS OF OLD
AND MAGNIFICENTLY
WE WILL FOLD
INTO THE MYSTIC
WHEN THAT FOG HORN BLOWS
YOU KNOW
I WILL BE COMIN' HOME
AND WHEN THAT
FOG HORN WHISTLE BLOWS
I GOTTA HEAR IT
I DON'T HAVE TO FEAR IT
AND I...
WANNA ROCK YOUR GYPSY SOUL
JUST LIKE WAY BACK
IN THE DAYS OF OLD
AND TOGETHER WE WILL FOLD
INTO THE MYSTIC
COME ON, GIRL
TOO LATE TO STOP NOW...