Tally Ho

Verse 1: In the lands of the West, under wide Oregon skies, Tally Ho lay in wait, her story disguised. Crafted of oak, from the hands of the bold, Not a yacht of the fancy, but a worker of old. Chorus: Raise your glasses high, for the boat that dared to sail, For Tally Ho, our pride, may her spirit never fail. With Leo at the helm, and a crew so brave and true, Together they mend, as the winds of fortune blew. Verse 2: From the shores of her birth to the races she won, Fastnet’s fierce challenge, under storm and sun. Years took their toll, as time does best, Till Leo’s band gathered, for a quest of the West. Chorus: Raise your glasses high, for the boat that dared to sail, For Tally Ho, our pride, may her spirit never fail. With Leo at the helm, and a crew so brave and true, Together they mend, as the winds of fortune blew. Bridge: Through the sawdust and timber, their laughter and pain, A bond formed in wood, in the sunshine and rain. Each plank and nail, a story to tell, Of the boat that could dream, and the hands that did well. Verse 3: Now she’s ready to sail, cross the oceans so wide, With the hearts of her crew, ever by her side. Tally Ho, once more, to the sea she’ll return, A legend reborn, from the ashes she’ll burn. Bridge: Through the sawdust and timber, their laughter and pain, A bond formed in wood, in the sunshine and rain. Each plank and nail, a story to tell, Of the boat that could dream, and the hands that did well. Verse 3: Now she’s ready to sail, cross the oceans so wide, With the hearts of her crew, ever by her side. Tally Ho, once more, to the sea she’ll return, A legend reborn, from the ashes she’ll burn.