Grace and Favour

Out of Hull a course was set

Clothes and soap and spinning gear

Passengers and crew well met

Dundee destination clear

A head of steam

All the way

A holy man

There for his health they say

Humble was the Captain's name

Blighted by a mighty storm

A boiler could not hold its own

Worse than passage round Cape Horn

Raising sails

In heavy seas

Neptune's mouth

Crew and Captain on their knees

See around the lighthouse wild

Everything blown off course

Flying through the soaring peaks

Listing ship — mighty horse

Rails on deck

The holy man

Is losing grip

Falling, sliding...

Now she is lost

Nature will have her way

She's broken in two

Sinking beneath the fray

Silence and dark

Down in the drowning deep

Dowsing life's spark

To an eternal sleep

Darling daughter launched the boat

Rowing strong at Craford's Gut

It's hard to keep the cob afloat

Till William on the rock was put

Everything slows

She's keeping it steady now

See how she rows

Pulling towards the bow

Confidence grows

Riding the highest wave

Now that she knows

Death is a breath away

Nine were saved that fateful morn

Grace and favour won the day

No one blamed it on the storm

Humble was the man to pay

Sailor's life

Merry life

Rob young girls

Of their heart's delight

Leaving them

To sigh and mourn

Never know when

They will return

They will return