Lyrics

1. Heading from the dock at four o’clock
There was too much wind to raise the Genoa
So we raised the working jib in its place
And the main was reefed to fight the weather helm
Chorus: This is the water I remember
This is the strait I recall
I’ll not forget you sitting on the gunwale
Adding ballast as we reached for Sherman Isle
2. The boxes filled with food were stowed below
Other gear secured on forward berths
The sail bags empty now were tucked inside
She was ready for the winds to have their way
(Chorus)
Hi Dee Hi Dee Ho, Hi Dee Hi Dee Ho
Hi Dee Hi Dee Ho, Hi Dee Ho
3. Flying down the wind at Golden Hour
We ate our sandwiches and mango fruit
As we tipped our bottles up and quenched our thirst
I looked off starboard bow and had the thought:
(Chorus) (Hi Dee . . .) (Hi Dee . . .)
(Chorus) (Hi Dee . . .) (Hi Dee . . .)
 
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