Collected by: Fred Smith
Georgine Cawood Bentonville, Ark.
October 10, 1963 Reel 397, Item 4
THE SHIP THAT NEVER RETURNED
(The title of this old song is "The Ship That Never Returned)
On a summer morn when the waves were rippled,
By the soft gentle breeze,
Did a ship set sail with cargo laden,
For a port beyond the seas.
There were fond farewells and loving signals,
As a form they could discern;
They knew not 'twas a solemn parting,
For the ship that never returned.
Said a feeble lad to his anxious mother,
"I must cross the deep, deep sea,
For they say, perchance, in a foreign climate,
There is health and strength for me."
'Twas a ray of hope in a maze of danger,
Lo, her heart for her youngest yearned,
But she sent him forth with a mother's blessing,
On the ship that never returned.
"Just one more trip," said a gallant seaman,
As he kissed his weeping wife,
"Just one more bag of that golden treasure,
And 'twill last us all our life.
Then we'll stay at home in our peaceful cottage,
And enjoy the rest we've earned."
Though they knew it not, he sailed Commander On the ship that never returned.
Did she ever return? No, she never returned,
And her fate is vet unlearned;
But for years and years there were fond ones watching But the ship she never returned.
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