The Old Salt

The wave on the sea washes.
The moon on the sea shines brightly.
The ship on the sea tips to and fro.
Why is the man on the pier crying?

He sits on the end of the pier,
Watching the waves go by,
A beautiful scene, sweet summer night,
Why does he cry?

His children have left
His home for their own,
And he lives with his love of sixty years.

He says he loves life,
And his darling wife,
And his grandchildren, they make him laugh...
So...

Why does he cry?

The lighthouse above
Sends a beam over the water
Challenging the moonbeams from on high.

A ship out alone
Forever away from home.

That's why the old man cries.

That's why my Grandfather cries.