Life on the Ocean Wave (Lyrics from a poem by Epes Sargent ; Music: Tim Hunter) A LIFE ON THE OCEAN WAVE! A HOME ON THE ROLLING DEEP! WHERE THE SCATTERED WATERS RAVE AND THE WINDS THEIR REVELS KEEP, LIKE AN EAGLE CAGED I PINE ON WHITBY”S FAMILIAR SHORE, OH, GIVE ME THE FLASHING BRINE, THE SPRAY AND THE TEMPEST’S ROAR! WITH COMFORT AND SAFETY GONE WE SET SAILS UPON THE YARD TO TRAVEL THE GREAT BEYOND OUR COURAGE AND STRENGTH UNMARRED WE’LL VISIT FOREIGN DOMAINS WITH VIGOR AND GOOD CHEER BUT OUR LONGINGS WILL REMAIN TO BE ON OUR SEA SO DEAR

Land Ho! (Music: Tim Hunter; Lyrics: Frederick McKinnon) FIFTY-NINE DAYS UPON THE SEAS RATIONS OF SALT BEEF, GRUEL AND PEAS TODAY, TOMORROW—THE SAME ROUTINE THE ONLY FEMALES . . . ARE IN OUR DREAMS TODAY, TOMORROW— THE SAME ROUTINES SEARCHING FOR LAND NOBODY HAS SEEN LAND HO! LAND HO! A PROMISED LAND? WE DO NOT KNOW LAND HO! LAND HO! MAN THE YARDS; TRIM THE SAILS LAND HO! LAND HO! LAND HO! LAND HO! NATIVES WITH CLUBS AND POINTY SPEARS WOMEN WITH FLOWERS BEHIND THEIR EARS STRANGE TRIBES WHO MUNCH ON FLESH CAN PUT OUR HUMANITY TO THE TEST FRESH PICKED FRUIT AND FRESH SHOT GAME DAILY MEALS NOT ALWAYS THE SAME LAND HO! LAND HO! LAND HO! LAND HO! INDIVIDUALS AND/OR GROUPS EXOTIC AND LUSTY NEW LANDS MIGHT PERHAPS BE ALMOST AT HAND NEVER KNOW WHAT SIGHTS WE MIGHT SEE MAKIN’ SOME BRITISH HISTORY CAPTAIN COOK WILL DIRECT OUR WAY GRUB AND GIRLS—OUR HOPE FOR TODAY LAND HO! LAND HO! A PROMISE LAND? WE DO NOT KNOW LAND HO! LAND HO! MAN THE YARDS; TRIM THE SAILS LAND HO! LAND HO! LAND HO! LAND HO! . . . LAND HO!

LET PEACE PREVAIL (IN NEW ZEALAND) (Music: Tim Hunter; Lyrics: Frederick McKinnon) TWO MIGHTY PEOPLES NOBLE TRIBES AND ROYAL CROWN IN GOD’S EYES WE'RE EQUAL WILL BE KNOWN TO ALL THE WORLD TWO MIGHTY NATIONS HISTORIES BOLD AND BRAVE WITH RIGHTEOUS ASPIRATIONS WILL BE KNOWN TO ALL THE WORLD LET PEACE PREVAIL IN NEW ZEALAND LET PEACE PREVAIL LET PEACE PREVAIL IN NEW ZEALAND LET PEACE PREVAIL TWO MIGHTY SAGAS OF COURAGE, CRAFT AND ART BOTH WITH HUMAN DRAMAS WILL BE KNOWN TO ALL THE WORLD TWO MIGHTY LANDS ACHIEVING PEACE AND HONOR HOLDING OUT OUR HANDS WILL BE KNOWN TO ALL THE WORLD LET PEACE PREVAIL ONE MIGHTY DESIGN TRADING AND ADVANCEMENT LESSONS FOR MANKIND WILL BE KNOWN TO ALL THE WORLD LET PEACE PREVAIL IN NEW ZEALAND LET PEACE PREVAIL LET PEACE PREVAIL IN NEW ZEALAND LET PEACE PREVAIL

Australia—A Land of Opportunity (Music: Tim Hunter; Lyrics: Frederick McKinnon and Tim Hunter) A southern land, let’s call it Australia Landscapes, mountains, giant ants A new land with exotic plants A place British blokes ain’t been With bouncing beasties ner’ ‘fore seen A garden of delights—Mr. Banks’ dream Yes, we’ve sailed through the far southern seas And we found a land with mystery A land down under, a new world of wonders A land of opportunity Australia–a land of opportunity Australia—a land of opportunity (COOK) Interesting observations, Young Nick. (BANKS) I think you may have something there, lad . . . a land of opportunity. (YOUNG NICK) I have a little more. (COOK) Sing on, Young Nick. Sing on! (YOUNG NICK) Here we are in Bot’ny Bay Mr. Banks would love to stay But the Captain will say, “We’re on our way” To explore another place, another day (BANKS) That’s for sure, Young Nick. (YOUNG NICK) A southern land, let’s call it Australia Untamed nature; big bees in the air A new land with snakes here and there Beneath the Southern Cross, so fair With harsh and beautiful combined Incognita it may not be, but it’s still our find . . . (BANKS) Shall we join in, captain? (COOK) Yes, good idea, Banks! (YOUNG NICK, BANKS & COOK) Yes, we’ve sailed through the far southern seas And found a land with mystery A land down under, a new world of wonders A land of opportunity Australia–a land of opportunity Australia—a land of opportunity Australia, Australia . . . Australia, Australia

CULTIVATE YOUR GARDEN (Music: Tim Hunter; Lyrics: Frederick McKinnon) CULTIVATE YOUR GARDEN GIVING SEEDS TIME TO GROW BE ATTENTIVE TO REAPING REWARDS FROM WHAT YOU SOW YOU’VE TRAVELED ‘ROUND THE WORLD HAVE SEEN SOME WONDROUS SIGHTS BEEN GREETED BY THE KING AND DINED WITH ENGLAND’S BEST NOW YOU MUST DO THE REST CULTIVATE YOUR GARDEN GIVING SEEDS TIME TO GROW BE ATTENTIVE TO REAPING REWARDS FROM WHAT YOU SOW FIND HAPPINESS AND PEACE ENJOY YOUR LOVELY LAND USE ALL THAT YOU HAVE LEARNED LIVE BETTER THAN BEFORE UPON THIS DISTANT SHORE YOU’VE SAILED THE SEVEN SEAS FROM NORTH TO SOUTH WE’VE COME TO BRING YOU NOBLY HOME HOPING YOU LIVE YOUR LIFE CONTENT AND WITHOUT STRIFE CULTIVATE YOUR GARDEN GIVING SEEDS TIME TO GROW BE ATTENTIVE TO REAPING RESULTS FROM WHAT YOU SOW

OTAHEITI (Music: Tim Hunter; Lyrics: Frederick McKinnon) HIGH HIGH ON A HILL OTAHEITI LIES BEFORE ME IN NATURE’S EXOTIC GLORY A SOUTH SEA PARADISE HEAVEN HEAVEN ON EARTH MAN IN UNSPOILED SPLENDOR WILD PASSIONS YET EMOTIONS TENDER A LAND KNOWN TO ENTICE OTAHEITI – OTAHEITI OTAHEITI, I’LL NEVER SEE ANOTHER ISLE MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN YOU OTAHEITI – OTAHEITI OTAHEITI, I’LL NEVER SEE ANOTHER ISLE MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN YOU SIGHTS SIGHTS TO BEHOLD WATER FROM ARIEL FOUNTAINS CASCADING DOWN GREEN MOUNTAINS A SOUTH SEAS PARADISE LADIES LADIES OF LOVE SENSUOUS HIPS SWAYING THEIR INVITING LIPS SAYING IT’S YOU THAT I DESIRE OTAHEITI – OTAHEITI OTAHEITI, I’LL NEVER SEE ANOTHER ISLE MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN YOU OTAHEITI – OTAHEITI OTAHEITI, I’LL NEVER SEE ANOTHER ISLE MORE BEAUTIFUL THAN YOU

Cook’s Lament (Music: Tim Hunter; Lyrics: Frederick McKinnon) THERE WAS A TIME WHEN GOALS WERE SET OBJECTIVES MET PASSIONS PURE MY FAME SECURE DREAMS AND ASPIRATIONS TURN TO DUST TAINTED BY MAN’S DESIRES AND LUST HOW EASY TO BECOME FORTUNE’S FOOL THE WINDS OF FATE TURN BITTER AND CRUEL I NEVER ASKED FOR AN EASY COURSE I NEVER THOUGHT THERE WOULD BE NO COST FAIR WEATHER COMES AND GOES BUT WHY NOW? WHY NOW DO I FEEL DISPIRITED AND LOST? AREN’T I THE SAME JAMES COOK? YET MY SWEET BETH SEEMS SO FAR AWAY I FEAR FOR MY LITTLE BOYS TODAY HAVE I BEEN LED BY PURE AMBITION IN TAKING ON THIS FUTILE MISSION? DREAMS AND ASPIRATIONS TURN TO DUST TAINTED BY MAN’S DESIRES AND LUST HOW EASY TO BECOME FORTUNE’S FOOL THE WINDS OF FATE TURN BITTER AND CRUEL I MUST RESOLVE TO FIGHT THE TIDE SECURE PROVIDENCE ON MY SIDE HAVEN’T I DONE IT TIMES BEFORE? I MUST SUCCEED JUST ONCE MORE AREN’T I THE SAME JAMES COOK? THERE WAS A TIME WHEN GOALS WERE SET OBJECTIVES MET PASSIONS PURE MY FAME SECURE AM I NOT THE SAME JAMES COOK? AM I NOT THE SAME JAMES COOK?

Ice Islands ((Music: Tim Hunter; Lyrics: Frederick McKinnon) (SAILOR) STRONG GALES, DENSE FOG FROZEN DAGGERS HANGING FROM THE YARDS A WOODEN VESSEL—FRAGILE AND SLIGHT WANDERING THROUGH A WILDERNESS OF WHITE BRUTAL COLD, CHILLED TO THE BONE WILL I NEVER EVER SEE MY HOME? (COOK) THE NORTHWEST PASSAGE (SAILOR) HOW FAR? HOW FAR? (COOK) IS OUR GOAL (SAILOR) HOW FAR? HOW FAR? (COOK) I’LL GO AS FAR AS MAN CAN GO. (SAILOR) CRUEL SLEET, PIERCING FROST GOING FURTHER—BUT AT WHAT COST? GIANT ICE HILLS PASS US BY IF ONE SHOULD STRIKE, WE ALL WILL DIE OMINOUS WHITE FIELDS LIE AHEAD LOCKED IN ICE IS A SAILOR’S DREAD (COOK) THE NORTHWEST PASSAGE (SAILOR) HOW FAR? HOW FAR? (COOK) IS IT HERE? (SAILOR) HOW FAR? HOW FAR? (COOK) HOW FAR SHOULD MEN BE FORCED TO GO? (SAILOR) AN ICE ISLAND WORLD OF BEAUTY AND HORROR FEELING ADMIRATION, SENSING DANGER (SAILOR) ICE ISLANDS EVERYWHERE DEEPENING EACH MAN’S FEAR (SAILOR) THIS GHOSTLY EERINESS ONLY ADD TO OUR DISTRESS SEA LIONS AND SNOW BEARS DWELL HERE WELL FOR A BRITISH TAR THIS IS HELL (COOK) THE NORTHWEST PASSAGE (SAILOR) HOW FAR? HOW FAR? (COOK) IS IT REAL? (SAILOR) HOW FAR? HOW FAR? (COOK) WE’VE GONE AS FAR AS MAN SHOULD GO Mr. Burney, set our course south, south west.I feel forced to concede there is little prospect of finding the Northwest Passage here.