Songs We Like to Sing

Published 1912 Out On the Deep
Samuel K. Cowan

Frederic N. Lohr

Out on the deep, when the sun is low,
And the sea with splendor burns,
With his scaly spoil, from his evening toil,
The fisher homward turns,
And his oars flash bright, in the ocean light,
And he knows that eyes on shore
Look out on the deep for his bright oar sweep,
And he sings as he swings his oar:
"A long sweep, lads, and a strong sweep, boys,
And a song as along we go,
For the hearts that yearn for our home return,
When the evening sun is low,
When the evening sun is low."

Out on the deep, when the sun is dead,
And teh first sweet star doth gleam,
Of a day that is dead, and a love tht is fled,
The fisher oft will dream,
And he thinks, tho' far, like that first bright star,
She is still beside as of yore,
And his oars gleam bright in its sweet pale light,
And he sighs as he plies his oar:
"A slow sweep, lads, and a low sweep, boys,
And a song as along we go,
For the star of Love that is bright above,
And its gleam in the wave below,
And its gleam in the wave below."