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Furl your sail, my little boatie; / Here 's the haven, still and deep, / Where the dreaming tides, in-streaming, / Up the channel creep. / See, the sunset breeze is dying; / Hark, the plover, landward flying, / Softly down the twilight crying; / Come to anchor, little boatie, / In the port of Sleep.
Far away, my little boatie, / Roaring waves are white with foam; / Ships are striving, onward driving, / Day and night they roam. / Father 's at the deep-sea trawling, / In the darkness, rowing, hauling, / While the hungry winds are calling, -- / God protect him, little boatie, / Bring him safely home!