Saturday, June 5, 2010

I am a song writer and didn't know it....

The Arbroath Lifeboat tragedy
(Fred Dallas)

Oh listen while I tell you of the Arbroath tragedy
Of how six gallant lifeboatmen were thrown into the sea
On October twenty seven in the year of fifty three
And only one brave man was saved in that calamity

The night was dark and stormy and the lifeboat standing by
And all at once a rocket jumped into the angry sky
The "Robert Lindsay" ventured out to find the reason why
But nothing could they find that night no matter how they tried

Four hours they searched that Tuesday morn until the break of day
But not a bit of wreckage could they find in Arbroath bay
"It's home and mugs of cocoa for us sailors while we may
Or else we'll never see the shore," they heard the Cox'n say

As they came back across the bar it was an awful sight
The lifeboat overturned them in the sea as black as night
They couldn't reach the shore alive though struggle as they might
And only Archie Smith was saved upon that dreadful night

Two brothers sank beneath the waves, a father and a son
The bowman, Thomas Adams went the way that they had gone
And when the boat was washed ashore beneath the morning sun
The Cox'n, David Bruce, was lash'd the steering wheel upon

So let's remember all the men who go down to the sea
And all their wives and sweethearts dear wherever they may be
And working men who give their lives in dire necessity
The fishermen who died that night in Nineteen Fifty-Three.

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