作曲 : Randy Weeks/David Munyon/Paul Boyd

Something like bold scenery
Painted with fine oils
Cargo ships and pirate blades
Bringing home the spoils
Standing tired and wide awake
Dodging serpents' tails

Stand up, time to hoist the sails up
Here come all the big ships
Racing through the wind
Hurry up, come back when the time's right
We'll be like the sharks bite
Back to bite again ...

Heading north we saw the fields
Coastline tinted grey
There she stood her dress pure white
Her lantern lights were eight
Soon my wounds were tended too
And mom brought back today

Stand up, time to hoist the sails up
Here come all the big ships
Racing through the wind
Hurry up, come back when the time's right
We'll be like the sharks bite
Back to bite again ...

Like the spirit winds have claimed
Sails by just a thread
They forgive a captain's ship
And flil too full the jib
Like a band of gentlemen
With one less lass to forgive

Stand up, time to hoist the sails up
Here come all the big ships
Racing through the wind
Hurry up, come back when the time's right
We'll be like the sharks bite
Back to bite again ...

Like a vintage Beaujolais
Empty lingering taste
Longing for another sip
Just to feel the chase
On the rocks in Trinidad
lt was good to see your smiling face

Stand up, time to hoist the sails up
Here come all the big ships
Racing through the wind
Hurry up, come back when the time's right
Weil be like the sharks bite
Back to bite again

Stand up, time to hoist the sails up
Here come all the big ships
Racing through the wind
Hurry up, come back when the time's right
We'll be like the sharks bite
Back to bite again ...


David Munyon: vocal, guitar
Mike Silver: harmony vocals, guitar
Hrolfur Vagnsson: accordion
Hans-Jörg Maucksch: bass