Rita Connolly - The New Age lyrics

Now the ships leave drawn upon the tide Lost in the rise and fall of the waves As near to heaven by sea as by land oh They sail to seek their fortune in the new age Gold and silver from Peru to Spain Strange tales of savage bands amidst the ice Beyound the banks of Newfoundland A great wind blows across from Africa Below Capo de Buona Esperanca tempests rage As near to heaven by sea as by land oh They sail to seek their fortune in the new age Farewell the land we're leaving Dark skies, the waves rise The sea's a-heaving Rolling along with the breeze on the quarter Along the horizon the mother and daughter of storms And the raindrops like musketballs holing the water The air is full of salt but the sun is sure to follow Upon the flood many strangers The Narrow Seas of England and sandshoals Queen Elisabeth far up the Thames Surrounded by music and rivers of pearls We found good favour And have returned home again to Rockfleet That I defend Til I die As a haven In the storm