The Wreck of The Forfarshire

On the fifth of September the Forfarshire sailed
Heading for far Dundee Town
She had sailed for a day when both engines failed
And she drifted away to the south x2

A great storm blew up and the seas raged that night
Captain Humble made for Inner Farne
But he misjudged his course and before first light
She hit Harker Rock and went down x2

At a quarter to five the wreck was first seen
By a young girl of twenty-two years
Grace lived with her father off to the north-east
In the Longstone Light washed by the sea x2

At seven o'clock she saw three men or four
Their figures just shadowy forms
The Bamburgh lifeboat would not leave the shore
She'd be swamped by the strength of the storm

Her father was a brave man but never headstrong
He knew the North Sea far too well
In risking bad weather he'd never been wrong
And he'd saved many men from the swell x2

To come from the north was the most direct route
But suicide in the high sea
So they rowed by the island, William and Grace
And they came on the wreck from the lee x2

Grace held the coble as he leapt on the reef
Nine weary souls had survived
Shivering and soaking but glad to be free
They made their way back 'gainst the tide x2

Nine more were saved by a sloop off Tynemouth
From the one boat that had put away
Forty-three drowned when the steamer went down
With its