We were born before the wind ♪ Also younger than the sun ♪ Here the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic ♪ Hark now hear the sailors cry Smell the sea and feel the sky Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic ♪ And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home, mmm When the fog horn blows I want to hear it I don't have to fear it And I want to rock your Gypsy soul ♪ Just like way back in the days of old And magnificently we will flow into the mystic ♪ When that fog horn blows You know I will be coming home ♪ When that fog horn whistle blows I gotta hear it I don't have to fear it And I want to rock your Gypsy soul Just like way back in the days of old And together we will flow Into the mystic ♪ Come on now ♪ Too late to stop now