The Wreck Of The Beautiful

(albüm: Absent Friends - 2004)

When the Beautiful set sail
Back in nineteen seventy
She was state of the art
The flagship of our navy
But the salt sea took its toll
And the rust began to show
And with a heavy heart
We took her to the breaker's yard

I thought I heard her call
Maybe I heard nothing at all
I thought I heard her call
From the wreck of the Beautiful

But like the fattened cow
Can smell the butcher's knife
She knew where she was bound
A sad end to a proud life
That's when I heard her cry
And the waves rose five miles high
And the men who did not drown
Watched as the Beautiful went down

I thought I heard her call
Maybe I heard nothing at all
I thought I heard her call
From the wreck of the Beautiful
From the wreck of the Beautiful