Dying Sailor To His Shipmates

Oh, wrap me in my country’s flag
And lay me in the cold, blue sea
Let the roaring of the waves
My solemn requiem be
And I shall sleep a pleasant sleep
While storms above their vigils keep

My Captain brave shall read for me
The service of the silent air
And yay, shall lower me in the waves
When all the prayers are said
And I will find my long, long home
Among the billows and the foam
Farewell my friends, for many I leave
We’ve sailed together on the deep
Come, let us shake our hands
I’ll sail no more but ship mains work for me

I’m bound above, my course is run
I near the port, my voyage is done