| lyric | Come all ye gallant seamen bold of high and low degree.
And likewise pay attention and listenunto me;
’Tis of the sea that you will hear and you’ll give a ringing cheer
All for the noble rescue of the gallant Vivandiere.
This was a new built vessel, material good and sound;
A circumnavigator, to sail the ocean round.
She was manned by noble seamen as I do now suspect,
But they left her on Blackwater Bank, a dire and total wreck.
The tide going round the Raven Point, the owners they may thank;
For ’twas on the flood of water she wafted from the Bank.
Forlorn and abandoned, the truth I now will say:
She drifted north before the wind all out from Wexford quay.
The men from Tinnaberna bold, to danger could not yield.
For fearless were their forebearers on either flood or field.
They launched their boats without delay, no danger did they fear;
And one of these bold seamen stepped aboard the Vivandiere.
Myles Brien, be mounted on a horse, to Wexford he did steer,
Saying: “Eleven men and my brother Jem, are aboard the Vivandiere’,
Tom King, he took the helm just at the gloom of night,
Saying: ‘Cheer up, my boys, for Wexford,’ and they raised the Tuskar Light.
W'lmn the news of this disaster had reached old Wexford town,
The tug-boat and her gallant crew, with courage hastened down,
To help those worthy fishermen, she came without delay,
And brought the gallant Vivandiere safe into Wexford Quay. |