Scene Six
(At the docks, Andrew and his men ready the ship. John approaches.)
ANDREW
Who's this?
This stranger, with a twinkle in his eye?
Has he woken with desire, does he seek a chance to shine?
Who's this?
Arriving, ere our newest journey starts?
I'm glad to see you've had a change of heart!
(The hug, Andrew throws John's bag to a worker. They get back to preparing the ship.)
THE CREW.
Heave, heave!
Shoulder that wheel
Shoulder that wheel
Heave, heave!
Hoist the sail, and draw the keel
My boys, heave ho!
The sea she calls us home!
Shoulder that wheel!
Shoulder that wheel!
SOLO.
The folks on land
Are poor and bland
You know what, I don't need 'em.
Give me a ship
And a beer at my lip
And I'll show you a life of freedom
THE CREW.
Heave, heave!
Shoulder that wheel
Shoulder that wheel
Heave, heave!
Hoist the sail, and draw the keel
My boys, heave ho!
The sea she calls us home!
Shoulder that wheel!
Shoulder that wheel!
SOLO.
In town, police
Are looking for me
So I'll ship out for a while
With mates on board
And money scored
Why should I stand trial?
THE CREW.
She's calling me home,
SOLO.
I'm beckoned to the sea, my boys
THE CREW.
She's calling me home
SOLO.
Where the life is wide and free, my boys
THE CREW.
Put the boom to the bow of the old marquis
Turn the sail to the sun, put the shore to lee
We will sup tonight in the gallery
She's calling me home, my boys
Heave, heave!
Shoulder that wheel
Shoulder that wheel
Heave, heave!
Hoist the sail, and draw the keel
My boys, heave ho!
The sea she calls us home!
Shoulder that wheel!
Shoulder that wheel!
Who's this?
This stranger, with a twinkle in his eye?
Has he woken with desire, does he seek a chance to shine?
Who's this?
Arriving, ere our newest journey starts?
I'm glad to see you've had a change of heart!
(The hug, Andrew throws John's bag to a worker. They get back to preparing the ship.)
THE CREW.
Heave, heave!
Shoulder that wheel
Shoulder that wheel
Heave, heave!
Hoist the sail, and draw the keel
My boys, heave ho!
The sea she calls us home!
Shoulder that wheel!
Shoulder that wheel!
SOLO.
The folks on land
Are poor and bland
You know what, I don't need 'em.
Give me a ship
And a beer at my lip
And I'll show you a life of freedom
THE CREW.
Heave, heave!
Shoulder that wheel
Shoulder that wheel
Heave, heave!
Hoist the sail, and draw the keel
My boys, heave ho!
The sea she calls us home!
Shoulder that wheel!
Shoulder that wheel!
SOLO.
In town, police
Are looking for me
So I'll ship out for a while
With mates on board
And money scored
Why should I stand trial?
THE CREW.
She's calling me home,
SOLO.
I'm beckoned to the sea, my boys
THE CREW.
She's calling me home
SOLO.
Where the life is wide and free, my boys
THE CREW.
Put the boom to the bow of the old marquis
Turn the sail to the sun, put the shore to lee
We will sup tonight in the gallery
She's calling me home, my boys
Heave, heave!
Shoulder that wheel
Shoulder that wheel
Heave, heave!
Hoist the sail, and draw the keel
My boys, heave ho!
The sea she calls us home!
Shoulder that wheel!
Shoulder that wheel!
(By the end of the song they're already at sea after a hard day's work.)