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Stand Navy out to sea, Fight our
Battle Cry;
We'll never change our course, So vicious foe steer
shy.
Roll out the TNT, Anchors Aweigh. Sail on to Victory
And sink their bones to Davy Jones, Hooray!
Anchors Away, my boys, Anchors Aweigh.
Farewell to foreign shores, We sail at break of day.
Through our last night on shore, Drink to the foam,
Until we meet once more. Here's wishing you a happy
voyage home.
Blue of the Mighty Deep; Gold of God's Sun
Let these colors be till all of time be done, done,
done,
On seven seas we learn Navy's stern call:
Faith, Courage, Service true, with Honor, Over Honor,
Over All.
-Words by CAPT Alfred H. Miles, USN, 1906.
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