Song Description

A son's lament of his passing father - using the analogy of an aging sailboat

Lyrics

My dad?s old sailboat is getting kind of old,
but he still keeps his chin up when the cold waves blow.
Now he?s just about round old Cape Cod Bend
and his flat table map says his trip?s about to end.

Chorus

His sails are getting worn by the salty air rye
so the wind coming in is just air passing by.
The sailor?s a teacher with many a good tale
Sing a song for a sailor on his final farewell.

Now the captain on board is still in control
and he stands his ground well when the big waves roll.
And he still has the feeling and he still has the eye
for the true winds of summer with a good wife by his side.

I always loved that man and I still love him now
for he stood behind me when I didn?t know how.
And a twenty-gun salute couldn?t match the pride
I feel for that man down deep inside.