The sun is dropping down, it's getting dark and cold
Captain John is sitting on the bridge
Drinking his coffee
Approaching another port
It's always the same thrill
When he steps off his grand ship
He steers different types of vessels
And always gets the job done
He transports supplies
Delivers what he got
Faster than the rest
He is a hardworking man
He sits down on the deck, to feel the air
And the sway of the waves
Reminds him of his past
He grew up on the sea
As a son of a sailor
The ocean became his father’s grave
He is sailing on the ocean blue
Free as the breeze
There is no land anywhere
Just the endless sea
Sailing on the ocean
Free as the breeze
The last five weeks he's been on the sea
It's like he has the world for himself
No noise of traffic
Only the sound of the wind
And the engine running below
And some waves crashing against the hull
He is sailing on the ocean blue
Free as the breeze
There is no land anywhere
Just the endless sea
Sailing on the ocean
Free as the breeze