Lyrics
We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Here the bonnie boat was won as we sailed 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 coming home, mmm
When the fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it
And I want to rock your Gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And magnificently we will flow into the mystic
When that fog horn blows
You know I will be coming home
When that fog horn whistle blows I gotta hear it
I don't have to fear it
And I want to rock your Gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will flow
Into the mystic
Come on now
Too late to stop now
