On a fine summer's morning as we lay at the quay The holds were filled high with the treasures of the sea So that they could be transported by men such as we To homeland and for Queen When the loading was done, we hoisted full sail Prayed for good winds to guide us and deliverance from gales And the thoughts of the crew turned to home and strong ale As we cast off the ropes and set sail Fight for honour and for praise Sailed the sea throughout the days In cold ground I'll never lay I'd rather die on the ocean Thirty days out to sea and the weather was fine The wind that we'd prayed for and making good time The honour of first home was soon to be mine To homeland and to Queen But the night became stormy and the wind changed our course A gale was a-blowing and the wind gathered force And I wondered if ever we'd reach our home port Or if we'd all be lost in the storm Fight for honour and for praise Sailed the sea throughout the days In cold ground I'll never lay I'd rather die on the ocean Well, the waves washed the deck, in the wind we were locked I fought with the wheel to stay clear of the rocks But the fighting is in vain, in the storm we were lost And our prayers blew away on the wind Well, I coughed and I choked and I tasted the sea I looked over the sands, there was no one but me And I knew that the might of the sea had finished me And I wished that I'd drowned in the storm Fight for honour and for praise Sailed the sea throughout the days In cold ground I'll never lay I'd rather die on the ocean And I've lived with the thought for the rest of m' days That I'd given the lives of the crew just to pay In search of the garlands of honour and praise And I wish that I'd drowned in the storm Fight for honour and for praise Sailed the sea throughout the days In cold ground I'll never lay I'd rather die on the ocean Fight for honour and for praise Sailed the sea throughout the days In cold ground I'll never lay I'd rather die on the ocean