Song: The Yachter
Lyrics: Charles Fenno Hoffman
Music: AI
[Verse1]
My bark is my courser so gallant and brave;
Like a steed of the prairie she bounds o'er the wave,
And the breast of the billow, as onward I roam,
Swelling proudly to meet her, is fleck'd by her foam.
[Chorus]
With no haven before me — beneath me my home —
All heaven around me wherever I roam,
I am free — I am free as the shrill piping gale
That whistles its music as onward I sail.
[Verse2]
Like the winds which her canvas exultingly fill,
I float as I list, and I rove as I will;
The breeze cannot baffle, for with it I veer,
Or in the wind's eye like the petrel I steer.
[Chorus]
With no haven before me — beneath me my home —
All heaven around me wherever I roam,
I am free — I am free as the shrill piping gale
That whistles its music as onward I sail.
[Verse3]
O'er the pages of story the student may pore,
The trumpet the soldier may charm to the war,
In the forest the hunter his haven may see,
But the bounding blue water and shallop for me.
[Chorus]
With no haven before me — beneath me my home —
All heaven around me wherever I roam,
I am free — I am free as the shrill piping gale
That whistles its music as onward I sail.
I am free — I am free as the shrill piping gale
That whistles its music as onward I sail.
