[Byford/Quinn/Oliver/Dawson/Glockler]
Excitement in the air
There's a journey to prepare
They check the food and
water's all on board
They're waiting for the tide
The sails are open wide
They're sailing to a better place to
dwell
They're sailing to America
Fly the banners high
They're sailing to America
Set the rigging high
The
quayside's full of friends
A farewell in their hands
No-one knows if they'll reach the shore
As Plymouth slips away
They'll
not be back again
They're sailing off towards the promised land
They're sailing to America
Fly the banners high
They're
sailing to America
Set the rigging high
They're sailing to America
Fly the banners high
The Mayflower's on her
way
Set sail for many days
The lookout searching for the distant shore
Anchored in the surf
Their journey's at an end
The
pilgrims set their feet on virgin land
They're sailing to America
Fly the banners high
They're sailing to America
Set the
rigging high