Sailing To Philadelphia歌词

I'm Jeremiah Dixon

I am a Geordie boy

A glass of wine with you' sir
And the ladies I'll enjoy

All Durham and Northumberland

Is measured up by my own hand

It was my fate from birth

To make my mark upon the earth...

He calls me Charlie Mason

A stargazer am I

It seems that I was born
To chart the evening sky

They'd cut me out for baking bread

But I had other dreams instead

This baker's boy from the west country

Would join the Royal Society...

We are sailing to Philadelphia

A world away from the coaly Tyne

Sailing to Philadelphia

To draw the line

The Mason-Dixon line

Now you're a good surveyor' Dixon
But I swear you'll make me mad

The West will kill us both
You gullible Geordie lad

You talk of liberty

How can America be free

A Geordie and a baker's boy

In the forest of the Iroquois...

Now hold your head up' Mason
See America lies there

The morning tide has raised
The capes of Delaware

Come up and feel the sun

A new morning is begun

Another day will make it clear

Why your stars should guide us here...

We are sailing to Philadelphia

A world away from the coaly Tyne

Sailing to Philadelphia

To draw the line

The Mason-Dixon line