A hundred years is a very long time – Oh, aye oh
A hundred years is a very long time – A hundred years ago
In eighteen hundred and eighty-nine – Oh, aye oh
A tug was launched so strong and fine – A hundred years ago
In Portland town her keel was laid – Oh, aye oh
The tug WALLOWA was her name – A hundred years ago
At Columbia Bar she towed the ships – Oh, aye oh
Then made Alaskan Gold Rush trips – A hundred years ago
When she was burned and seemed a loss – Oh, aye oh
Was sold, rebuilt the ARTHUR FOSS – A hundred years ago
Mariide
Mariide
A towin’ logs all up and down – Oh, aye oh
To the mills around the Puget Sound – A hundred years ago
In Tugboat Annie when Hollywood came – Oh, aye oh
The tug NARCISSUS was her name – A hundred years ago
From steam to diesel in ‘34 – Oh, aye oh
In ’41 she was caught by the war – A hundred years ago
The last American to sail away – Oh, aye oh
From Wake Island in December’s gray – A hundred years ago
They took her name for a supertug – Oh, aye oh
Renamed THEODORE, still towin’ logs – A hundred years ago
Retired and given back her name – Oh, aye oh
To Northwest Seaport home she came – A hundred years ago
In a hundred years she’s seen some jobs – Oh, aye oh
From sailing ships to supertugs – A hundred years ago
For a hundred years her story’s told – Oh, aye oh
Of the wind and the rain and the sea so cold – A hundred years ago
Now she’s the pride of Washington State – Oh, aye oh
And she worked hard to make her great – A hundred years ago
Upon blue waters she’s still found – Oh, aye oh
She’s the proud old lady of Puget Sound – A hundred years ago.
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