02 Jun 11 - 03:26 PM (#3164323) Subject: Lyr Req: The Lifeboat From: nutty Could anyone please let me have the lyrics of The Lifeboat song that Isla St Claire sings? My hearing is not good these days and I have great difficulty with her Scottish accent. I would also like some info on the song. Thanks |
02 Jun 11 - 04:48 PM (#3164358) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Lifeboat From: Joe Offer Well, I can make out "and we pray as the mercy boat speeds on her way" - and that's about that. "The Lifeboat" is on the CD titled "Tatties and Herrin': The Sea. -Joe- |
03 Jun 11 - 05:05 AM (#3164615) Subject: Lyr Add: THE LIFEBOAT (from Isla St. Clair) From: The Doctor This is how it sounds to me, who am not a Scot. I've made no attempt to reproduce the accent, even though some of the rhymes dictate that they should be sung in a particular way: 'Twas a wild, fearsome night on the sea, Whatever the outcome may be, For the lifeboat maroon has alerted the town And I wordlessly pray as I stand on the brae 'O Lord, bring my man back to me.' There's sweethearts and wives standing round, The boat crew are all from this town, Such an anxious-like throng, such a silence among, And we pray as the mercy-boat speeds on her way, 'O dear Lord above, hear our cry.' At length on that storm-wracked shore Our arms help the lifeboat to moor, And we learn of the fate of the skipper and mate, And the fishermen pray as they stand 'neath the spray, 'O Lord, help their wives to endure. Lord, father their bairns in this hour.' |
06 Jun 11 - 04:28 PM (#3166140) Subject: RE: Lyr Req: The Lifeboat (from Isla St. Clair) From: nutty ThanksTD A Scots friend translated the song for me this weekend. This is her version. Only small differences. Twas a wild, fearsome night on the sea, Whatever the outcome may be, For the lifeboat maroon has alerted the town And I wordlessly pray as I stand on the brae 'O Lord, bring my man back to me.' There's sweethearts and wives standing by, All worried and anxious as I Such an earnest-like throng, such a silence among, And we pray as the mercy-boat speeds on her way, 'O dear Lord above, hear our cry.' There's sweethearts and wives standing round, The boats crew are all from this town, Such an earnest-like throng, such a silence among, And we pray as the mercy-boat speeds on her way, 'O dear Lord above, hear our cry.' At length on that storm-wrack-ed shore Our hands help the lifeboat to moor, And we learn of the fate of the skipper and mate, And the fishermen pray as they stand 'neath the spray, 'O Lord, help their wives to endure. Lord, father their bairns in this hour.' If anyone has further info on the song - please add it to this thread |