Gary Fjellgaard Song Lyrics > Contenders

Islanders Islanders right to the bone
How could we wander so far from our home
With our true love beside us
We are kissed by the sea
Islanders we’ll always be

We are vagabond minstrels
Seekers of fame
We have been round the world
We have come back again
We have taken our bows
We have basked in the glory
And made our way home to the sea

The ancient old forest
Hangs in the mist
If we cut her to pieces
She will sorely be missed
It’s the soul of a poet
The heart of a sailor
Who will save her for you and for me

Now sometimes a wind
Like the wail of a banshee
A howlin nor’wester
She’ll pound at your door
Safe is the harbour
And sweet is the anchor
I’ll never go sailin no more
At least not to far from the shore

Writer Gary Fjellgaard / Timothy Dean
Publisher Silversongs Music