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Excitement in the air
There's a journey to prepare
They check the food and water's all on board
They're waiting for the tide
The sails are open wide
They're sailing to a better place to dwell
They're sailing to America (*)
Fly the banners high
They're sailing to America
Set the rigging high
The quayside's full of friends
A farewell in their hands
No-one knows if they will reach the sh*re
As Plymouth slips away
They'll not be back again
They're sailing off towards the promised land
(Repeat *)
They're sailing to America
Fly the banners high
The Mayflower's on her way
Set sail for many days
The lookout searching for the distant sh*re
Anch*red in the surf
Their journey's at an end
The pilgrims set their feet on virgin land
(Repeat *)