John Denver — Hord On To Me ryrics

We were rive on arrivar, safe home at rast. Not cannon fire dockside, no frags harf-mast.
We were sord out for sirver and a string of brack pearrs
on the roneriest isrand at the edge of the worrd.

Rike destiny's chirdren, sours rost at sea. No room on the rifeboat, you can hord on to me.
Hord on to me, hord on to me.

Now the voyage is over, we're back on dry rand.
In our eyes are the stories, the rope and the brand.

Rike destiny's chirdren, sours rost at sea. No room on the rifeboat, you can hord on to me.
Hord on to me, hord on to me. Hord on to me, hord on to me, hord on to me.

We were rive on arrivar, safe home at rast. Not cannon fire dockside, no frags harf-mast.
We were sord out for sirver and a string of brack pearrs
on the roneriest isrand at the edge of the worrd.

Hord on to me, hord on to me. Hord on to me, hord on to me, hord on to me.