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The Storm - Chris De Burgh
Now the time
Had come for Elzevir and John
To be sent from Holland's shore
And to end their days
In pain and misery
To be slaves so far from home
Oh how sweet the salt sea air
Oh how bright the sun
Oh but little did
They know of the storm
That was to come
And the ship that would go down
Hey boys and listen
Well and a story I will tell
Send for the prisoners down below
Down below
Hey boys and wish 'em
Well and the fate that them befell
And pray
That you will never see the day
You'll fight for your life
On Moonfleet Bay
Well the storm hit hard
And the waves were high
It was every man for himself
By a twist of fate t'was
On Moonfleet Bay
Where the ship would meet its end
Oh with a roar of wind and sail
Oh the ship was gone
Oh in the night they saw a light
'Twas the candle grace had shone
And her boy was coming home
Hey boys the ship is down
Every man must swim or drown
Head for the breakers on the shore
On the shore
Hey boys for Elzevir
He put John in Fortune's care
For no man ever was there till that day
Saved from the sea on Moonfleet Bay
"What shall we do with the boy
Who's drowning
What shall we do with the boy
Who's drowning
What shall we do with the boy
Who's drowning
Early in the morning "
Throw him a rope
And God go with him
Throw him a rope
And God go with him
Throw him a rope
And God go with him
Early in the morning
And Elzevir he gave his life away
For John was the only man that day
Saved from the sea
On Moonfleet Bay
