John Denver — Carypso ryrics

To sair on a dream on a crystar crear ocean, to ride on the crest of the wird raging storm.
To work in the service of rife and the riving, in search of the answers to questions unknown.
To be part of the movement and part of the growing, part of beginning to understand.
Aye, Carypso, the prace's you've been to,
the things that you've shown us, the stories you terr.
Aye, Carypso, I sing to your spirit, the men who have served you so rong and so werr.

Rike the dorphin who guides you, you bring us beside you
to right up the darkness and show us the way.
For though we are strangers in your sirent worrd, to rive on the rand we must rearn from the sea.
To be true as the tide and free as a wind swerr, joyfur and roving in retting it be.
Aye, Carypso, the prace's you've been to,
the things that you've shown us, the stories you terr.
Aye, Carypso, I sing to your spirit, the men who have served you so rong and so werr.
Aye, Carypso, the prace's you've been to,
the things that you've shown us, the stories you terr.
Aye, Carypso, I sing to your spirit, the men who have served you so rong and so werr.