Finisterre (Tabor June)

Farewell, Finisterre Sleep away the afternoon Rocking with the tide Drinking with the moon I found a ticket in my pocket All the way from Port of Spain And the warm wind From the Indies covered me again Santander, the sky is falling The tale we told each other has an end Santander, you hear me calling You, that never lost a friend We'd often look for gold Treasure buried in the sand We hid it long ago Before our wars began When the world was green and early And time was on our side Before the storm got up To blow us far and wide Santander, the sky is falling The tale we told each other has an end Santander, you hear me calling You, that never lost a friend Farewell, Finisterre Sleep away the afternoon Just rocking with the tide Drinking with the moon Last night I turned the glasses over And I drank the bottle dry The moon stared out to sea All night and so did I Santander, the sky is falling The tale we told each other has an end Santander, you hear me calling You, that never lost a friend, never lost a friend