Beautiful How the sun sets this far out at sea Nothing but the stars to light This Caribbean night By morning we should reach Martinique Following the sea and fairwind From Leido Beach To the north of Africa spent my Christmas in Oran February '45 Took Mary for my bride Back to sea again thru Panama You were right I miss you more now I've gone We'll be home When the lights come on again All over the world Fair wind deceive us as we roll Release our ship from your hold Violent wave spits us back upright In its wake we ride We were damn fools for what we tried Left the crew sick and tied Dipped my hand into the sea At 67 degrees