The waves crash in and the tide pulls out
It's an angry sea but there is no doubt
That the lighthouse will keep shining out
To warn the lonely sailor
And the lightning strikes and the wind cuts cold
Through the sailor's bones to the sailor's soul
Till there's nothing left that he can hold
Except the rolling ocean
But I am ready for the storm, yes sir ready
I am ready for the storm, I'm ready for the storm
- Dougie MacLean
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