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J.P. Cormier - Molly May lyrics
Just a lad I was of thirteen years when my father passed away And I had to take a job as deckhand on the Molly May And the time I spent one summer past turned into fifty years And the sound she made as she broke the waves still rings within my ears She was passed to me when I was twenty-three; Captain Mills went round the bend He saw a forerunner on the dock one night and never sailed again Superstition be damned, I sailed her proud, fair maiden of the sea There was never another like her, and no one for her but me I saw the time with me in my prime no man could be my equal Through the eye of a needle I'd sail her any day When I grew older I couldn't hold her, my courage slipped away So they put a young boy from Canso at the wheel of the Molly May Ah, the years went by and the tales ran high of the catches we brought in There were times I thought we'd sink her, but her spirit would not give in Words are spoken and souls are broken, and the bottle shattered mine I could see that she'd outlive me; I'd not win the war of time I saw the days amid devil waves no man could be my equal Through the eye of a needle I'd sail her any day When I grew older I couldn't hold her, my courage slipped away So they put a young boy from Canso at the wheel of the Molly May I was there to see her sail away in the cold December haze But the Canso boy had never seen the likes of the southeast wind and waves At the harbor mouth he drifted south, right into Lighthouse Rock And he smashed her keel and laid her low while I watched there from the dock But I saw the time with me in my prime no man could be my equal Through the eye of a needle I'd sail her any day But when I grew older I couldn't hold her, my courage slipped away So they put a young boy from Canso at the wheel of the Molly May And there'll never be another the likes of the Molly May And I wish that I'd gone down, boys, at the wheel of the Molly May |
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