At the Mercy of the Waves

Oh, the sails set, the tide is high
All men are welcome aboard
The planks warmed in all their pride
The winds of justice shall soar
Oh, God bless the King of the realm
The president at the helm
Raise sails, tide high
Long live the King of glory
Tide high, raise sails
We’re at the mercy of the waves
Raise sails, tide high
Long live the King of glory
We will be torn or be saved
At the mercy of the waves
The escort of the albatross
A shoreless thirst to unveil
The souls warmed, the quaich is alive
The Wave Of Macallan we sail
Oh, God bless the King of the realm
The president at the helm
Raise sails, tide high
Long live the King of glory
Tide high, raise sails
We’re at the mercy of the waves
Raise sails, tide high
Long live the King of glory
We will be torn or be saved
At the mercy of the waves
Raise sails, tide high
Long live the King of glory
Tide high, raise sails
We’re at the mercy of the waves
Raise sails, tide high
Long live the King of glory
We will be torn or be saved
At the mercy of the waves