Don't mind the wind or the rolling sea The weary night never worries me But the hardest time in a sailor's day Is to watch the sun as it dies away The finest ship that sails the sea Is still a prison for the likes of me But give me wings like Noah's dove I'll fly up harbor to the one I love It's one more day on the grey funnel line Every time I gaze behind the screws Makes me long for St Peter's shoes I'd walk on down that silver lane And take my girl in my arms again It's one more day on the grey funnel line Oh Lord, if dreams were only real I'd have my hands on that wooden wheel And with all my heart I would turn her 'round And tell the boys that we're homeward bound I'll pa** the time like some machine Until blue water turns to green Then I'll dance down and I'll run ashore And sail the Grey Funnel Line no more. It's one more day on the grey funnel line