When the Tide is Low

When the Tide is Low -
@1981 that E progression from top to bottom,
in memory of Bertha and Slickie and Marion …
a reflection on “crossing the bar” , from here to …

When the tide is low and the hour is late,
Let loose the lines and I will drift alone,
To be borne on the sea;shed no tears over me-
I have so well, so long…

Chorus-
Hoist the flags of many nations,
Now you’re sailing free.
Look alive and hold her steady-
As you put to sea.


We have weathered each storm and rode out each gale,
Thought the years have trimmed our sails-
We are mates you and I ,in the sea and the sky-
And just like the sun we will set and rise !

Chorus