Graham wrote this for the Sheffield Folk Chorale, and it’s too beautiful to let it just stay there so I asked if I could borrow it. It might strike a chord with me because of my current little voyage to university and leaving home, perhaps for good. Even so, this song deserves to be sung as much as possible.
lyrics
Got no charts for where we're bound
Roll on Santyanna
Once we're clear of Plymouth Sound
We're rolling down to Rio
Take our chances with the tide
Roll on Santyanna
Stars and luck to be our guide
We're rolling down to Rio
Darkness falls, courage calls you
New horizons with the dawn
Too late now to turn and run
We're rolling down to Rio
Take our leave of those on shore
Roll on Santyanna
Some of them we'll see no more
We're rolling down to Rio
Leave the harbour far behind
Roll on Santyanna
No idea of what we'll find
We're rolling down to Rio
Head held high, colours flying
New horizons with the dawn
Too late now to turn and run
We're rolling down to Rio
credits
from Himself,
released November 8, 2011
Words/Music: Graham Pratt