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Ship in Distress - Martin Carthy/Dave Swarbrick
You seamen bold
Who plough the ocean
See dangers landsmen
Never know
'Tis not for honour
Or promotion
No tongue can tell
What they undergo
In the blusterous wind
And the great dark water
Our ship went drifting
On the sea
Her rigging gone
And her rudder broken
Which brought us to extremity
For fourteen days
Heartsore and hungry
There are no back doors
You can land and high
Poor fellows all
Stood in a totter
A casting lots as to who should die
Their lot it fell on Robert Jackson
His family was so very great
I'm free to die
But oh my comrades
Let me keep look out
Till the break of day
A full dressed ship
Like the sun a glittering
Came bearing
Down to their relief
As soon as this
Glad news was shouted
It banished all
Their care and grief
Our ship brought to no longer drifting
Safe in Saint Vincent
Cap verde she lay
You seamen all
Who hear my story
Pray you'll ne'er
Suffer like
Again
