I was never one for taking my chances.
I was never one to follow my dreams.
I was never one for chasing romances.
I was well contented to drift with the
stream.
That was till the day I met the dark
sailor.
That was till the day when he told me his
tale.
That was till the night when I lifted my
anchor.
That was till the night when I hoisted my
sail.
Refrain:
Yo-ho for the day when I met the dark sailor!
Yo-ho for the day he whistled my tune!
Yo-ho for the night when first I went sailing
With the full tide and the
rise of the moon.
Down upon the quayside I met the dark
sailor.
Boldly he strode as he whistled a tune
And, when I asked him, he said he was
sailing
With the full tide and the
rise of the moon.
Down upon the quayside I talked with the
sailor;
Wonderful and wild were the stories he told
Of enchanted islands in faraway oceans
With silvery mountains and
sands of pure gold.
Refrain:
Yo-ho for the day when I met the dark sailor!
etc
I was never one for taking my chances.
I was never one to follow my dreams.
I was never one for chasing romances.
I was well contented to drift with the
stream.
Till the sailor told me of the lonely
maiden
Singing as she sat by a magical sea
Singing as she waited for the coming of her
lover
Singing as she waited for a dreamer like
me.
Refrain:
Yo-ho for the day when I met the dark sailor!
Etc