Elizabeth

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Song Lyrics  |  House: Booksie Classic

song lyric about the terrible conditions of some of the ships that transported Irish immigrants

 

Elizabeth

 

Elizabeth, we sang you

Pretty songs from Ireland,

As we tumbled in your belly

To our new-found home,

But you never sang along

'Til our voices near were gone,

Then your songs of death and dying,

How they chilled us to the bone.

 

When some poor fevered soul

Took his last breath of air,

You closed your eyes and spit him

To the sea, without a prayer,

Oh, how our poor hearts needed you

To sing away the gloom,

But like your wretched captain

You could never hear our tune.

 

Elizabeth, we sang you

Pretty songs from Ireland,

As we tumbled in your belly

To our new-found home.

But you never sang along

'Til our voices near were gone,

Then your songs of death and dying,

How they chilled us to the bone.

 

When the waves swept your deck

Like a sea devil's broom,

You hurled us through the darkness

Of our cold and clammy tomb,

Oh how we prayed you'd hear our tunes

And try to sing along,

Instead your rotting timbers,

Just creaked out the devil's songs.

 

Elizabeth, we sang you

Pretty songs from Ireland,

As we tumbled in your belly

To our new-found home,

But you never sang along

'Til our voices near were gone,

Then your songs of death and dying,

 How they chilled us to the bone.

 

p.s. In case you are a member of a Bluegrass, Folk, or Western group (or know someone who is) and might be interested in co-writing, please let me know.  This lyric has already been recorded and released, but I have a lot that haven't. dennisgoodwin1947@gmail.com


Submitted: December 06, 2020

© Copyright 2021 Dennis L. Goodwin. All rights reserved.

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KatV

I LOVE this. I have so many favorite lines (including the chorus), but I would have to say my most favorite is "you closed your eyes and spit him to the sea without a prayer" WOW ! Powerful song!

Sun, December 6th, 2020 3:32pm

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Thanks a lot Kat. I'm glad you like it. That was a pretty sad period of time, huh? I read that many of the ship's captains never even allowed any of the Irish passengers to come up to the deck for a little fresh air and sunshine during the entire voyage.

Thanks again and have a great day,
Dennis

Sun, December 6th, 2020 2:36pm

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