Some Enchanted Sailing (to the tune of a similar diddy in “South Pacific”)
by Willie Blevins
When you’re out there racing
You may not be leading
you may not be faster
But you want to win
And somehow you know,
The wind will fill in
your tack will be lifted
Again and again.
On the way to windward
You will gain a boat length
You will be the lead boat
And give them dirty air
And tack after tack
With never a doubt
You camp on their wind
Don’t let them get out
Stealing their wind
Keeps you in the lead
Once you have gassed them
Never let them go
When you’re going downwind
You must get the inside
Never let them pass you
Even if you must jibe
Then complete the douse
And don’t let them in
Now trim in the sails
And go back up wind
Once you have led them
Never let them go.
Once you have led them,
Never let them go!
Some Enchanted Sailing