SAFE IN FORT AGAIN.
Copyright, 1889, by Chas. W. Held.
Words and Music by Chas. Graham.
The night was lone and the bright stars slept, while dark on wave and lea
The tempest king his vigil kept on the wide Atlantic sea;
A ship of proud And gallant trim was speeding gaily on,
And many an eye with joy grew dim as the harbor lights were shown!
A sailor lad a Chorus sung that his shipmates also knew,
And "Home, sweet home" in the welkin rung, and the song of a lassie true,
Yet once again the sailor's voice was heard in the sweet refrain,
There's many who pray that soon we may be safe in port again!
We shall be in port in the morning, the voyage will soon be o'er;
When the light of day is dawning the land we'll see once more,
Fond, loving hearts will greet us, hearts that throbbed with pain
And loyal friends will meet us when we're safe in port again!
The night grew black and the sea was high, the wind changed blowing hard a-lea.
" Under bare poles" was the captain's cry, "or soon she will shatter'd be!"
On shore they watched her light afar, on the broad blue waste its flick'ring shone,
Ever anon like a moving star in the storm of the night alone!
Hushed at last was the moaning sea, the pale moon glimmered fair
As the beams of day rose o'er the lea to gladden the hearts of care,
Gaily the sailor's voice again was heard as they sped along,
And softly whisp'ring o'er the main was borne the sailor's song!