oh me name able rogers a share man am i on a three masted scooner from twilingate isle i ve been the world over north south east and west but the middle of nowhere s where i likes it best where it s wave over wave sea over bow i m as happy a man as the sea will allow there s no other life for a sailor like me than to sail the salt sea boys to sail the sea there s no other life but to sail the salt sea well i leave my wife lonely ten months of the year for she built me a home and raised my children there she never come out to bid farewell to me or can why a sailor must sail the salt sea where it s wave over wave sea over bow i m as happy a man as the sea will allow there s no other life for a sailor like me than to sail the salt sea boys to sail the sea there s no other life but to sail the salt sea oh the work it is hard and the hours are long but my spirit is willing my back it is strong and when the works over the whisky will pour we ll dance with the girls upon some foreign shore i ve sailed the world over for decades or more and oft times i wonder what i do it for i don t know the answer it s pleasure and pain but with life to live over i d do it again where it s wave over wave sea over bow i m as happy a man as the sea will allow there s no other life for a sailor like me than to sail the salt sea boys to sail the sea where it s wave over wave sea over bow i m as happy a man as the sea will allow there s no other life for a sailor like me than to sail the salt sea boys to sail the sea there s no other life but to sail the salt sea ohh ohhhh