Heave Away, Boys

The Majestic Twelve

The Luna was loaded by Monday 
Madder, rum, lumber and lime 
As her masts swing past Currituck Inlet 
The lookout slowly waves Carolina goodbye 
Day by day they sail steadily onward 
Reach the Bahamas, and head back for home 
The wind starts to sprawl on the 21st morning 
The Luna starts to yaw, as the bosun's voice booms 
calling, "Pull boys, for our sons and our daughters 
Our wives pace the widow's walk 'til Spring 
But with patience and tide, and a westerly wind 
And with God on our side, we'll get home boys 
So pull through the weather, wet canvas and leather 
And no new songs to sing 
But with courage and pride, and a break in this storm 
And with God on our side, we'll get home" 
Weston Burr hails from Bristol, Rhode Island 
Ran off to sea at the age of thirteen 
On schooner and sloop from Nantucket to Sydney 
Walking with the strength of all the places he's seen 
As the troughs deepen quickly and rumble 
And the bilge water creeps ankle deep 
Weston just smiles at the younger men, laughing 
"It's just another storm," he says, 
As he wrestles the sheet and calls out, 
"Pull boys, for our sons and our daughters 
Our wives pace the widow's walk 'til Spring 
But with patience and tide, and a westerly wind 
And with God on our side, we'll get home boys 
So pull through the weather, wet canvas and leather 
And no new songs to sing 
But with courage and pride, and a break in this storm 
And with God on our side, we'll get home" 
We were out fishing drum in September 
Cruising just north up from Flying Pan Shoals 
The gale seemed to crawl right up out of the ocean 
Alex cut lines and we headed for home 
We all lost our breath as Her bow plunged past starboard 
Two hundred years since The Luna went down 
Still manned with 112 seaman and Weston Burr's howling corpse 
Unaware that he'd drowned 
calling, "Pull boys, for our sons and our daughters 
Our wives pace the widow's walk 'til Spring 
But with patience and tide, and a westerly wind 
And with God on our side, we'll get home boys 
So pull through the weather, wet canvas and leather 
And no new songs to sing 
But with courage and pride, and a break in this storm 
And with God on our side, we'll get home"
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