Forgotten Sailor Words & Music by Tim Hus Copyright Tim Hus Music 2013
Chorus: A sailor has no grave you can stand upon the shore Hear the breakers rolling on the tide for evermore You can’t lay a flower bouquet on an ocean wave You may mourn and cry but a sailor has no grave
We sailed away on the fifth of May from a Nova Scotia port In a time when the grey Atlantic was a battlefield of war Convoys and escorts were the order of the day Somewhere out there a wolf pack lay waiting beneath the waves
England is an island, an empire in the sea Her trade routes are the waters, her pride the navy fleet Down below there’s a hunter, their prey a tonnage war No Allied vessel’s safe from harm from the Arctic to the Azores
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The shipyards and the chandleries they laid them down Some three hundred hulls named for every town In the mid ocean battles they answered to the task Gallant little escorts: corvettes of the flower class
Through the Western Approaches in the pale moonlight Our tanker torpedoed and a great blaze of fire Our convoy unveiled, we feared for our fate Neptune knew my number when I signed my name
I’m a forgotten sailor forsaken by time Drowned in the deep when I was in my prime Remembered by no one I never was missed I’m a forgotten sailor from the Battle of the Atlantic.