Song: The Yachter<br />Lyrics: Charles Fenno Hoffman<br />Music: AI<br /><br />[Verse1]<br />My bark is my courser so gallant and brave;<br />Like a steed of the prairie she bounds o'er the wave,<br />And the breast of the billow, as onward I roam,<br />Swelling proudly to meet her, is fleck'd by her foam.<br />[Chorus]<br />With no haven before me — beneath me my home —<br />All heaven around me wherever I roam,<br />I am free — I am free as the shrill piping gale<br />That whistles its music as onward I sail.<br />[Verse2]<br />Like the winds which her canvas exultingly fill,<br />I float as I list, and I rove as I will;<br />The breeze cannot baffle, for with it I veer,<br />Or in the wind's eye like the petrel I steer.<br />[Chorus]<br />With no haven before me — beneath me my home —<br />All heaven around me wherever I roam,<br />I am free — I am free as the shrill piping gale<br />That whistles its music as onward I sail.<br />[Verse3]<br />O'er the pages of story the student may pore,<br />The trumpet the soldier may charm to the war,<br />In the forest the hunter his haven may see,<br />But the bounding blue water and shallop for me.<br />[Chorus]<br />With no haven before me — beneath me my home —<br />All heaven around me wherever I roam,<br />I am free — I am free as the shrill piping gale<br />That whistles its music as onward I sail.<br />I am free — I am free as the shrill piping gale<br />That whistles its music as onward I sail.
