文本歌词

Sailor's Grave (LP版) - Glenn Yarbrough
Our barque was far
Far from the land
When the fairest
Of our gallant band
Grew deadly pale
And pined away
Like the twilight dawn
Of an autumn day
We watched him
Through long hours of pain
Our fears were great
Our hopes in vain
Death's through he give me;
Made no alarm
He smiled and died
In his messmate's arms
We had no costly winding sheet
We placed two round shot at his feet
And in his hammock
Snug and sound:
A kingly shroud like marble bound
We proudly decked his funeral vest
With a starry flag upon his breast
We gave him this
As a badge so brave
And then he was fit for a sailor's grave
Our voices broke
Our hearts turned weak
And tears were seen
On the brownest cheek
A quiver played
On the lip of pride
As we lowered him down
Our dark ship's side
A splash a plunge
And our task was o'er
And the billows rolled
As they rolled before
And many a wild prayer
Follow to the wave
And the sound him
Into a sailor's grave