Three score and TeneAs down the Humber they do glide, bound for the cold North Sea Methinks I see on each small craft, a crew with hearts so brave Going of to earn their daily bread upon the restless wave Chorus (Repeat after each verse) And it's three score and ten boys and men were lost from Grimsby Town From Yarmouth down to Scarborough many hundreds more were drowned Their herring craft, their trawlers, their fishing smacks as well Had gone to fight that bitter night and battle with the swell Methinks I see them yet again as they leave this land behind Casting their nets into the sea,the herring shoals to find Methinks I see them yet again and they all on board alright With the nets rolled in and the decks cleaned up and the sidelights burning bright Methinks I hear the Captain say "Me lads we'll shot and sail For the sky to all appearances looks like approaching gale Methinks I see them yet again and the midnight hour was past Their little craft a-battling there all with the icy blast October's night brought such a sight,t'was never seen before There was masts and yards and broken spars washed up upon the shore There was many a heart of sorrow,there was many a heart so brave There was many a fine and noble lad to find a watery grave Repeat last line of chorus |