By Eleanora Tangwystl of Morgan
Written March 12, 1591 (1999)
As we sail for profit and for the crown,
Will you pray for me each and every day ?
Lest lives be lost along the run,
May heaven protect us on our way.
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Oh, fair thee well my Scottish home,
And fair thee well my own true love,
Our Ship stands anchored prepared to go,
The Black Ship The Inverness.
I took a chance and I sailed away
In fifteen hundred and ninety one.
With Captain Duroc and his mighty fine crew
In hopes of finding some treasure for you.
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So we set our course and we raised the sails,
The crew is strong but not all true.
I fear one may do the Captain harm.
There'll be one in the brig before we're through
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Captain Duroc is handsome and true,
But he has some trouble within the crew.
I know he will fix it cause he is kind and fair.
Just make sure I get me my booty's share.
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We are on our way to the Americas,
For treasures to be found or won.
May fortunes bright shine down each night,
And may the Son be our guiding light.
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Though it breaks my heart to see friend's part,
It's for them that the tear drops stay.
But I'll be home soon to marry you.
With some treasures to gladden your heart.
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So fair thee well my Scottish home.
And fair thee well my own true love.
As we sail the high seas so far away,
On the Black Ship The Inverness.
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