I Saw Three Ships A-sailing In

From Across The Sea

Strangers Ne're Were Welcome But For Curiosity

But Come They Did

And When They Did

Ready They Did Stand

And Things Would Never Be The Same

In Our Village On The Sand



When The Ships Pulled In To Dock The Villagers Did Hide

When Trouble Came It Usually Was Brought Upon The Tide

When The Pirates Disembarked They Were Making Plans

And From Then On Things Were Not The Same

In Our Village On The Sand



Our Village On The Sand



Our Village On The Sand



The Smugglers Came Into Our Town

And Many Sought To Run

I Stood My Ground Bravely And Came Face To Face With One

Time And Travel On The Seas Wethered Face And Hand

He Was Different Than The Others In

My Village On The Sand



My Village On The Sand



My Village On The Sand



He Told Me Of The Years He'd Spent On The Stormy Seas

But When He Spoke A Poet's Words Of Philosophy

And When He Had To Leave Again He Asked Me For My Hand

And I Knew I'd Never See Again

My Village On The Sand



My Village On The Sand



My Village On The Sand



My Village On The Sand