We were born before the wind
And we're so much younger than the Sun
And every Bonnie boat was won
As we sailed into the mystic
Hark now, hear the sailors cry
Feel the sea and touch the sky
And let your soul and your spirit fly
As we sail into the mystic

And when that foghorn blows
You know I will be coming home
And when that foghorn whistle blows
I wanna hear it
I don't have to fear it, no

I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Well, just like way back in those days of old
Then together we will fall
As we sail into the mystic
Oh, yeah

Da, da, da-la-da da, hmm
Da, da, da-la-da da, woah
Ooh

'Cause we were born before the wind
And we're so much younger than the Sun
And every Bonnie boat was won
As we sail into the mystic
Hark now, hear the sailors cry
Feel the sea and touch the sky
And let your soul and your spirit fly
As we sailed into the mystic (alright)

And when that foghorn blows
You know I will be coming home
And when that foghorn whistle blows
I wanna hear it
I don't have to fear it, no

I wanna rock your gypsy soul
Well, just like way back in those days of old
And magnificently we will fall
As we sail into the mystic
Woah, no

Da, da, da-la-da da (oh, yeah)
Da, da, da-la-da da, woah
Woah, no