Al Stewart/David Pack/Andrew Powell)



When I took my boat out

To the White Sea

I had no care in the world

Not a cloud disturbed the sky

I was dreaming only of

How it might be

Then dark fell into the day

And the wind began to rise

Peter on the White Sea

Green mountains of waves

Blew all around

Peter on the White Sea

The howl of the wind

That lonesome sound

Sailors made their peace then

With the Almighty

Still I kept hope in my heart

Through the salt and

Stormy night



Every hour the wind struck

Even harder

We held on tight in the dark

As our bow rose and fell

Till we came with daylight

Into the harbour

Hard by the monastery walls

To the ringing of a bell

Peter on the White Sea

A day to recall when days

Are done

Peter on the White Sea

The first of a thousand ships

To come

When I took my boat out

On the White Sea

I heard my name in the wind

In the bright and empty sky

When I took my boat out

On the White Sea

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