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| Letter Home © Copyright George Papavgeris, November 2001 …from an oil tanker. Sailing is not all the fun some might think, and despite the excellent facilities available nowadays, the 6- or 8-week tours can be pretty boring. I got the pictures in the mail today Young Timmy's shooting like a bean The baby's clearly taking after you Already has your cheeky grin Sorry to hear about your Auntie Sue Please give my best to Uncle Jim It's hot and sticky in these waters now At night I can't sleep for the sweat I lie there thinking 'bout before the kids Like Annie's party, where we met I close my eyes to keep your picture there As if I ever could forget. Remember Joe the Scottish engineer? A crane hook slipped and crushed his arm The chopper came to lift him out of here We thought that he had bought the farm He might as well, 'cos he won't work again Poor sod, he's only thirty-one. We want for nothing in this big old cow It's still a prison with a pool About our cargo we don't think too much Two hundred thousand tons of fuel Only some times it feels as if we're all Riding some big and angry bull. I'd better go now, not much more to say I'm on the early shift tonight. Make sure to lock the house when you go out Remember always leave some light. A kiss for you and two more for the kids Say I'll be home for Christmas night. CHORUS Soon we will turn her round (blow wind and do not falter) And I will be homeward bound (each hour will bring me closer) Before too long I will sing you this song And at last in your arms I'll be safe and sound |
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