Glide out through the harbor's mouth
Daylight drawn gossamer-thin
One hand on the rail as we come about
And lean into the damp, salt wind
A sigh from the Sound
As the sun falls down
Past the low Connecticut shoreline
The cars below queue in obedient rows
Nestled in from stern to prow
While every word she ever said
Rushes like sand through the funnel of now
And the gray clouds weep, "she's gone, she's gone"
And the engines hum, "be strong"
And the wake churns out its angry song
Out on the deck, a hardy few
Clutch at their caps and coats
And brave the chill to watch the shadow of
Mount Misery Point approach
The sky gone black
Too late to look back
At the low Connecticut shoreline
Last Charge of the Light Horse - Bridgeport Shanty Lyrics
Last Charge of the Light Horse - Bridgeport Shanty Lyrics
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Glide out through the harbor's mouth
Daylight drawn gossamer-thin
One hand on the rail as we come about
And lean into the damp, salt wind
A sigh from the Sound
As the sun falls down
Past the low Connecticut shoreline
The cars below queue in obedient rows
Nestled in from stern to prow
While every word she ever said
Rushes like sand through the funnel of now
And the gray clouds weep, "she's gone, she's gone"
And the engines hum, "be strong"
And the wake churns out its angry song
Out on the deck, a hardy few
Clutch at their caps and coats
And brave the chill to watch the shadow of
Mount Misery Point approach
The sky gone black
Too late to look back
At the low Connecticut shoreline
Daylight drawn gossamer-thin
One hand on the rail as we come about
And lean into the damp, salt wind
A sigh from the Sound
As the sun falls down
Past the low Connecticut shoreline
The cars below queue in obedient rows
Nestled in from stern to prow
While every word she ever said
Rushes like sand through the funnel of now
And the gray clouds weep, "she's gone, she's gone"
And the engines hum, "be strong"
And the wake churns out its angry song
Out on the deck, a hardy few
Clutch at their caps and coats
And brave the chill to watch the shadow of
Mount Misery Point approach
The sky gone black
Too late to look back
At the low Connecticut shoreline
Writer: Jean-Paul Vest
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Performed By: Last Charge of the Light Horse
Language: English
Length: 3:44
Written by: Jean-Paul Vest