(Hummed intro)

  The harbor lights were shining,
  The moon was at its high.
  The captain said, Thank God we're home!
  We've drunk the barrels dry
  The mizzen mast was shaken,
  And the lanterns all burned low,
  I'd never thought we'd make it
  But we've twenty leagues to go
  So blow you southern trades 
  And guide me safely to the shore,
  I'll never ever gonna sail
  The seven seas no more

  CHORUS:  
  I don't want to miss the sand in my hair,
  The roll of the tide and the salt in the air
  Deep inside it's true 
  I'm a home lovin' man
  Comin' on home to you
  I don't want to miss the wind in my eyes,
  The shimmerin' light when the seagull flies
  Lo, I've traveled far
  I'm a home loving man,
  Home is where you are

  The crowd upon the quayside
  Their faces long and drawn 
  Are suddenly awakened 
  As we sail in on the dawn
  The wives, the sons, the lovers,
  Who never gave up hope 
  All breathe a sigh together
  As they reach to catch the rope 

  God bless you, southern trades,
  You got me safely back this time
  Oh, you'll never have the need again
  To save this soul of mine

  CHORUS
  
  REPEAT CHORUS:
  Yes, I don't want to miss the sand in my hair,
  The roll of the tides and the salt in the air
  Deep inside it's true
  I'm a home lovin' man
  Comin' on home to you...

  FADE