often in the mumbles
what can one say
to the rising sun
when the full tide is in
and the day just begun
there is one boat there
far across the bay
where the blue is reflected
well you know the way
the dazzle right up
winsome your eye
that follow the railings
right up to the sky
come now my dear
for the tide’s on the turn
let’s walk to the pier
to linger and yearn
for a day such as this
when we visit again
for to arrive is such bliss
on the red mumbles train
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