| We pulled up our anchor and set sail in sweet November |
| The day was fine, the sun did shine |
| Such moments I remember |
| Your face so sad and lonely, fading from my view |
| But some small part of me remains with you |
| Sometimes I feel I must fly away |
| Sometimes I feel goodbye’s a word I just can’t say |
| Bud I’d love to be with you |
| I’d love to be with you |
| Outside the blizzard raging cares not for our distress |
| The bitter taste of failure so nearly sweet success |
| Brave enough we wer alas, to no avail |
| Such stories we could tell you |
| Had w lived to tell the tale |
| Sometimes I feel I must fly away |
| Sometimes I feel goodbye’s a word I just can’t say |
| Bud I’d love to be with you |
| I’d love to be with you |
| The music I heard at the moment I was born |
| Was like crystal raindrops falling at dawn |
| All my life I’ve listened just to catch one sweet refrain |
| And gave up hope of hearing that sweet sound again |
| I hear it all around me now |
| I hear it all around me now |
| I hear it all around me now |
| I hear it all around me now |