| On a cold winters night
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| With a storm at its height
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| The lifeboat answered the call
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| They pitched and they tossed
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| Till we thought they were lost
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| As we watched from the harbor wall
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| Though the night was pitch black
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| There was no turning back
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| For someone was waiting out there
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| But each volunteer
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| Had to live with his fear
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| As they joined in a silent prayer
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| Home, home, home from the sea
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| Angels of mercy, answer our plea
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| And carry us home, home, home from the (sea
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| Carry us safely home from the sea
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| As they battled their way
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| Past the mouth of the bay
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| It was blowing like never before
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| As they gallantly fought
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| Every one of them thought
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| Of loved ones back on the shore
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| Then a flicker of light
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| And they knew they were right
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| There she was on the crest of a wave
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| She’s an old fishing boat
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| And she’s barely afloat
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| Please God, there are souls we can save
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| Home, home, home from the sea
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| Angels of mercy, answer our plea
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| And carry us home, home, home from the (sea
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| Carry us safely home from the sea
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| And back in the town
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| In a street that runs down
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| To the sea and the harbor wall
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| They’d gathered in pairs
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| At the foot of the stairs
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| To wait or the radio call
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| And just before dawn
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| When all hope had gone
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| Came a hush and a faraway sound
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| 'Twas the coxswain he roared
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| All survivors on board
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| Thank God and we’re homeward bound
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| Home, home, home from the sea
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| Angels of mercy, answer our plea
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| And carry us home, home, home from the (sea
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| Carry us safely home from the sea |