Out To Sea - Mick Flannery

A lonley life, miles away,

The man, who could no longer stay,

and live by;

little rules

made for him;

by fools

he found the land,

lived hand to mouth,

he don’t mind to do without

he baked the bread to eat,

at the fire that warmed his feet,

and to his love he said,

I’l build a house, I’l cloth a bed,

chairs facing out to sea,

one for you, one for me,

my love for you will die with me,

i ask you;

come away with me

i can answer to no man;

i hope you understand,

and to his love he said,

il build a house, il cloth a bed,

chairs facing out to sea

one for you one for me

A lonley life, miles away…