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There is this pride that every sailor has,
And that is seeing his ship,
Tied up right and alongside tight.
Her superstructure gleaming,
And her decks clean and bright.

Soon onboard, the Bosun’s pipe will sound,
Calling all hands to muster,
All divisions around.
From the quarterdeck you will hear,
"All hands present and accounted for, sir,"
Very loud and clear.

Then comes the command, which brings a cheer,
"All hands man your stations, prepare to get underway."
From the bridge comes the orders,
"Let go number one,
Let go number two,"
And then "Let go aft."

And slowly she begins to move from the dock,
Before the last order, "Let go the painter" is heard,
She is on her way.
Up the estuary and out of the Gate,
And away.

On the docks and vessels near,
they hear
That shrill whistle and the ship’s horn,
Harsh and loud.
This Coast Guard Cutter is going to sea,
Strong and Proud.