Ryan's Fancy - The Bluenose | Текст песни

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In the town of Lunenburg down Nova Scotia way,
In nineteen twenty-one on a windy day,
A sailing ship was born, Bluenose was her name,
Will we ever see her kind again?

Bluenose, the ocean knows her name,
Sailors know how proud a ship was she;
Bluenose, leaning in the wind,
Racing every wave of the sea.

Her sails were snowy white, they strained against the mast,
The spray blew high as she went rolling past;
And from the very first, old Bluenose liked to run,
She liked the smell of sea and the sun.

Bluenose, the ocean knows her name,
Sailors know how proud a ship was she;
Bluenose, leaning in the wind,
Racing every wave of the sea.

For twenty-five long years she ruled the Northern sea,
Racing like a queen on the tide;
And on the Caribbean one dark and stormy day,
She ran into a reef and died.

Bluenose, the ocean knows her name,
Sailors know how proud a ship was she;
Bluenose, leaning in the wind,
Racing every wave of the sea.

Now just the other day, down Nova Scotia way,
In Lunenburg they christened a ship;
Just like the old Bluenose, to the very name,
The Bluenose lives and sails again.

Bluenose, the ocean knows her name,
Sailors know how proud a ship was she;
Bluenose, leaning in the wind,
Racing every wave of the sea.

Bluenose, the ocean knows her name,
Sailors know how proud a ship was she;
Bluenose, leaning in the wind,
Racing every wave of the sea.
Racing every wave of the sea.

####.... David A. Martins ....###