Heading home for the last time West across the sea There's a cold wind blowing But it doesn't bother me I can hear the dockyard calling And the lights dance in the sky As the summer takes its leave So must I And the white sands of Jylland Say "Will you come again?" As the North Sea greets the sailor With a cold east rain from the shore And the old boat rolls a little more Looking out from the top deck The coastline fades away And the last of the trawlers Say goodbye to the day So here's to the first time I sailed this stormy sea It has changed so many lives As it changed me And the white sands of Jylland Say "Will you come again?" As the North Sea greets the sailor With a cold east rain from the shore And the old boat rolls a little more There will be no surprises I've been here before A silver beam tracks slowly From Fanø's distant shore Carried through the night Strangers and me To where the Forth runs down To the North Sea And the white sands of Jylland Say "Will you come again?" As the North Sea greets the sailor With a cold east rain from the shore And the old boat rolls a little more And the white sands of Jylland Say "Will you come again?" As the North Sea greets the sailor With a cold east rain from the shore And the old boat rolls a little more And the old boat rolls a little more