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He was Captain of the Nightingale
Twenty-one days from Clyde in coal
He could smell the flowers of Bermuda in the gale
When he died on the North Rock Shoal
Just five short hours from Bermuda, in a fine October gale
There came a cry "Oh, there be breakers dead ahead!"
From the collier Nightingale
No sooner had the Captain brought
her round, came a rending crash below
Hard on her beam ends, groaning, went the Nightingale
And overside her mainmast goes.
"Oh, Captain,
are we all for drowning?" came the cry from all the crew.
"The boats be smashed! How then are we all to be saved?
They are stove in through and through!"
"Oh, are ye brave and hardy
collier-men or are ye blind and cannot see?
The Captain's gig still lies before ye whole and sound,
It shall carry all o' we."
He was Captain of the Nightingale
Twenty-one days from Clyde in coal
He could smell the flowers of Bermuda in the gale
When he died on the North Rock Shoal
But when the crew was all assembled and the gig prepared for sea,
Twas seen there were but eighteen places to be manned
And nineteen mortal souls were we.
But cried the Captain "Now do not
delay, nor do ye spare a thought for me.
My duty is to save ye all now, if I can.
See ye return as quick as can be."
He was Captain of the Nightingale
Twenty-one days from Clyde in coal
He could smell the flowers of Bermuda in the gale
When he died on the North Rock Shoal
Oh, there be flowers in Bermuda -- beauty lies on every hand
And there be laughter, ease and drink for every man,
But there is no joy for me
For when we reached the wretched
Nightingale what an awful sight was plain
The Captain, drowned, was tangled in the mizzen-chains
Smiling bravely beneath the sea.
He was Captain of the Nightingale
Twenty-one days from Clyde in coal
He could smell the flowers of Bermuda in the gale
When he died on the North Rock Shoal
