Molly May - Claire Lynch/Alison Brown

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

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 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

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

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

And I wish that I'd gone down boys

At the wheel of the Molly May