Sailing To Philadelphia Lyrics - Sailing To Philadelphia - Mark Knopfler

I am Jeremiah Dixon 

I am a Geordie Boy 

A glass of wine with you, sir 

And the ladies I'll enjoy 

All Durham and Northumberland 

Is measured up by my own hand 

It was my fate from birth 

To make my mark upon the earth 

He calls me Charlie Mason 

A stargazer am I 

It seems that I was born 

To chart the evening sky 

They'd cut me out for baking bread 

But I had other dreams instead 

This baker's boy from the west country 

Would join the Royal Society 

Related 

Naughty & Nice Christmas Songs 

5 Totally Underrated Christmas Songs 

20 Classic Christmas Lyrics to Celebrate The Holiday Season 

We are sailing to Philadelphia 

A world away from the coaly Tyne 

Sailing to Philadelphia 

To draw the line 

The Mason-Dixon line 

Now you're a good surveyor, Dixon 

But I swear you'll make me mad 

The West will kill us both 

You gullible Geordie lad 

You talk of liberty 

How can America be free 

A Geordie and a baker's boy 

In the forest of the Iroquois 

Photos 

Now hold your head up, Mason 

See America lies there 

The morning tide has raised 

The capes of Delaware 

Come up and feel the sun 

A new morning is begun 

Another day will make it clear 

Why your stars should guide us here 

We are sailing to Philadelphia 

A world away from the coaly Tyne 

Sailing to Philadelphia 

To draw the line 

The Mason-Dixon line