Composed by Stan Rogers | © Fogarty's Cove Music
Come all ye lads, draw near to me, that I be not forsaken
This day was lost the Jeannie C. and my living has been taken
I'll go to sea no more
We set out his day in the bright sunrise, the same as any other
My son and I and old John Price in the boat named for my mother
I'll go to sea no more
Now it's well you know what the fishing has been, it's been scarce and hard and cruel
But this day, by God, we sure caught cod, and we sang and we laughed like fools
I'll go to sea no more
I'll never know what it was we struck, but strike we did like thunder
John Price give a cry and pitched overside. Now it's forever he's gone under
I'll go to sea no more
Now a leak we've sprung, let there be no delay if the Jeannie C. we're saving John Price is drown'd and slip'd away.
So I'll patch the hole while you're bailing
I'll go to sea no more
But no leak I found from bow to hold. No rock it was that got her
But what I found made me heart stop cold, for every seam poured water
I'll go to sea no more.
My God, I cried as she went down. That boat was like no other
My father built her when I was nine, and named her for my mother
I'll go to sea no more
And sure I could have another made in the boat shop down in Dover
But I would not love the keel they laid like the one the waves roll over
I'll go to sea no more
So come all ye lads, draw near to me, that I be not forsaken
This day was lost the Jeannie C. and my whole life has been taken
I'll go to sea no more
to-me classic. like Annabelle Lee, like The Highway Man. all hit same note? what note? Red-Headed Stranger, too. a story, about the past: I once loved, now over.
and the sea. Wreck of the Deutschland. My God, My God.
and, "So my friend carry me down to the water's edge And then sail with me out to that ocean deep And let me go easy down over the side And remember me to her."
parsley, sage, rosemary, and thyme.
very classic, very pretty: no more. to sea. I'll go.
