The sea gods call, and I must go.
I must cruise down where the trade winds blow.
I must sail south through the midnight blue.
Through calm or storm, I shall sail with you.
With you on the deck in the dawning light,
Or under the stars on a perfect night,
When the calm salt breezes caress your hair,
It delights me to know that you are there.
For you are the one that I would choose,
To be at my side through life's long cruise,
And we'll leave the choice to chance or fate
To decide who is captain and who is mate.
Though we may sail where the wild winds roar
And the tide take our ship toward the rocky shore,
With you at my side, we'll steer straight and true,
May my life be a cruise, may the cruise be with you.