We were born before the wind Also younger than the sun 'Ere the bonny boat was won As we sailed into the mystic Hark, now, hear the sailor's cry Smell the sea and feel the sky Let your soul and spirit fly Into the mystic. When that foghorn blows, I will be comin' home, Mmm hmm hm When that foghorn blows, I wanna hear it, I don't have to fear it And I wanna rock you gypsy soul Just like way back in the days of old And magnificently we will float Into the mystic (TWO-SAX SOLO) When that foghorn blows, you know I will be comin' home And when that foghorn whistle blows, I've gotta hear it, I don't have to fear it And I wanna rock your gypsy soul Just like way back in the days of old And together we will float Into the mystic ............... Come on girl! (TWO-SAX SOLO) ........ Too late to stop now-o-ow!...... (THE END)