Noseworthy and Piercy

Noseworthy and Piercy were two fine fisherman
 Off the Grand Banks of Newfoundland
 Oh the ocean's an angel with the face of a flounder
 Ah she holds the devil by the hand
 "Good catch to you all," calls the captain, Robert Rose
 The dory boats are lowered where the fathoms fall below
 The red sun scowls and the wind the wiser
 Whispering a warning o'er the lines
 Those who dwell ashore know nothing of the lore
 And the glory and the mystery of the deep
 Salt water in our veins and the captain at the reins
 Our wandering souls the freest
 Our wandering souls the freest of the free
 When the mother ship's cannon cracked the signal to return
 The clouds were building bastions in the swirling up above
 Poseidon the king and the wind his jester
 Dancing with the Lightning Lady Fair
 The black water boiled and the dory pitched and toiled
 Can you hear the claxon calling out your name
 Are we anchored to a fate to die upon the waves
 Far from all our family
 Far from all our family and friends
 Tiny fingers pressed agains the window pane
 Find your father's star upon the sea
 Keep your faith like teeth beneath your pillow case
 Until the day when he returns again
 Wind breath of wind and bones of ice
 They cast their cries into the night
 Lost, alone, adrift, alive
 After two days and nights with the oars in the grave
 The two men were given for gone, gone away
 Bitter news, it travels well, like a schooner on a swell
 Their families learned the story of their fate
 But on the ocean high a rescue had come by
 And took them to the Old World on the far Atlantic side
 After two months gone the blessed harbour of St. John's
 Rolled in on the North Atlantic tide
 For those who dwell ashore know nothing of the lore
 And the glory and the mystery of the deep
 But when the heart is strong you'll return where you belong
 They made it back to Newfoundland
 They made it back to Newfoundland again