Jack Howard Lyrics
"Sail Upon Her Smile"

The beer-coloured bay smells oh so sweet
When the wandering sickness is nigh
The open sea's like a siren call
And the world bids a fond goodbye

Now you perch upon her temper
And you yap for her return
And you sail upon her smile

The map of all those mean streets you used to know so well
Is not forgotten nor forgiven
But hope springs eternal in this house baby
And the endless search it has not been in vain

Now you perch upon her temper
And you yap for her return
And you sail upon her smile

Now you perch upon her temper
And you yap for her return
And you sail upon her smile

On her smile
On her smile
On her smile