| Sometime in October
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| We sailed from New England shore
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| When we sailed into a raging storm
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| Like I’ve never ever seen before
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| And all of the crew they were brave men
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| But the captain, he was braver
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| He said «Never mind the ship, me boys
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| There’s none of us here can save her»
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| Let her go down
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| Swim for your lives
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| Swim for your children
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| Swim for your wives
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| But let her go down
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| Just let her go down
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| Lost in the open ocean
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| There were some of the crew and me
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| While the captain steered our wounded ship
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| To the bottom of an angry sea
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| And with his dying breath we all heard him say
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| «Just the fortunes of a sailor»
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| And he said «Never mind the ship, me boys
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| There’s none of us here can save her»
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| He wondered if his ship mates
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| were ready just to pray and give in
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| So he called their names out one by one
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| But there was no-one else around but him
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| He saw the ship called down in the fading light
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| And he knew they couldn’t save her
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| He said «The captain lied when the captain cried
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| There’s none of us here can save her» |