Alex Bevan - The Wreck Of The Ivanhoe lyrics

My name is Isaac Thompson, I am the last of three Who scattered out their souls upon this lake of Er -I- E We sailed the Tartan Ivanhoe and we were Rondo bound When a squall blacked the horizon and knocked our good ship down Its sad sings the ladies and silent go the men When a maiden ship goes 'neath the waves And takes your two best friends The Ivanhoe was a Tartan boat as pretty as you please Thirty foot from bow to stern, a cruiser built for ease She was built in old Grand River boys, fitted right and fitted fine We had bought her for adventure, three full shares and one was mine She was fitted out with good North Sails; her tack was all the best Five thousand in 'lectronics, stereo gear and GPS She had everything but common sense, and made for wind and tide She had three fools on her maiden voyage up to the Canadian side Its sad sings the ladies and silent go the men When a maiden ship goes 'neath the waves And takes your two best friends The day was July seventeen, the wind from the sou-west We cleared the Fairport Harbor light and put her to the test The waves were running one to three, our speed was five point four As we're beating up to Rondo there along the Ontario shore We all had a couple beers and then a shot or two Engaged our brand new auto helm and took a little snooze I swear I was only dozing when the stilling of the breeze Brought me right back to my senses and then slammed me to my knees And its sad sings the la**ies and silent go the men When a maiden ship goes 'neath the waves And takes your two best friends A towering sky of filthy gray, a boiling ma** of cloud A distant thunder rumbling low as wind was groaning loud A screaming sheet of rain advanced, I called to drop the main I swung the bow into the wind and Tommy shrieked in pain He must have missed his footing, it happened all so fast But there was blood upon his face and there was blood upon the mast Peter charged up to his aid just as the first blast hit He ricocheted right off a stay and that was all of it Like a toy she knocks us down and just like fools we clung To rails and rigging wondering how we had been undone Then Ivanhoe began to right, it was luck and good design But as the mast boom cleared the water, it was Tom we could not find And its sad sings the la**ies and silent go the men When a maiden ship goes 'neath the waves And takes your two best friends We were whipped by wind and lashed by rain, in a torrent dark as night When the world was frozen, bright and still, a blinding flash of light I don't remember thunder, but motion seemed to slow As sparks flew all around us and our wretched Ivanhoe It was then all just confusion, a churning frothing mess And I tried to find my comrades; I swear I did my best Then quickly as it happened, it seemed the storm was gone The sun shone amber in the west and a colored arch was drawn Its sad sings the ladies and silent go the men When a maiden ship goes 'neath the waves And takes your two best friends I looked all round and round me and nothing could be seen But a sky above, a line of land and a dancing lake of green I swam and swam for hours until I saw a sail Where rescue was performed and brought me here to tell my tale I leave you with no moral for when it's said and done The facts speak plainly for themselves and now the deeds are done I will never more go sailing nor step upon a boat For I carry like an albatross this story fate has wrote Its sad sings the ladies and silent go the men When a maiden ship goes 'neath the waves And takes your two best friends