Standard (EADGBE)

The hound bays, the sheep graze

 I'm counting the boats in the bay

 As they float they seem to say

"I'm counting the waves, I'm counting the waves"

The men in the boats

 they wave to their wives and say

"I'm counting the hours, counting the hours,

 counting the hours in the day"

I'm counting the gulls that sit on the waves

 surrounding the boats in the bay

 I'm counting the miles 'till we're there

 where the sun and the rain and the snow

Fall on the seeds and make them grow

 Fall on the rocks and make them crack

 into pebbles and into sand

Which is where I like to stand