Classic Poem

Did you see us sailing past, past, past?
Did you see us sailing past?
Sid Allan sat by the little toy wheel
And your lover by the mast.

We'd raced the glass from Gabo
To save an Autumn day;
We dared not run for Disaster Bay,
So we ran for Twofold Bay.

Did you see us flying past, past, past
By the rocks of black'ning brown?
With the hoods slipped up, and the doors made fast,
And the motor broken down?

We'd raced the glass from Gabo, &c.

Did a face grow white or a heart grow sick
And the Lighthouse seem to reel?
Your lover stood by the foremast stick
And Allan by the wheel.

We'd raced the glass from Gabo, &c.

Did you see us plunging past, past, past,
On a Friday afternoon?
Did we seem flying all too fast
From the grave of the Lyeemoon ?

We'd raced the glass from Gabo, &c.

We dared not think of Batangabee;
But, darling, do not fret,
For the Love Trail runs by land and sea,
And we'll meet in Eden yet.

We'd raced the glass from Gabo
To save an Autumn day;
We dared not run for Disaster Bay,
So we ran for Twofold Bay.