| On a cold dark winter night
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| When the moon light owns the night
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| A mighty steamer born on Ireland
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| Came to see its end
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| With the speed of twenty one knots
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| As they go through the night
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| There was no time to escape its destiny
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| See now when the moon hits their eyes
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| As the only light they have
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| Out in the night you hear them crying
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| No time to say farewell
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| There was nothing we could do
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| More than enough were bound
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| To haunt the sea when the night was done
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| In the morning all was gone
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| Ancient stories tell of curse
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| And damnation on the ship
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| The voyage of their dreams
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| Turned into the nightmares
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| As they tried to lean to starboard side
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| They were hit by the ice
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| There was no time to escape its destiny
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| So see now when the deepest of sea
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| Come to claim the ship to its fate
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| Someone is screaming
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| Fear not you’ll be dreaming
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| More than fifteen hundred
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| People in that water died |