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letra de the wreck of the erie bell - lee murdock

i was watchman on the erie bell. a good watchman i still am
and the story that for you i’ll tell is why i live here in the sand
we pulled out of kincardine harbor on a chill november day
bound to salvage the schooner carter from shoal water where she lay
broadside on we found her and our captain sent out the yawl boat
we passed our hawser ‘round her, it was made fast to her pawl post

then the engineer called to reman, “you better stoke that boiler up!”
captain cried “pull that cable tighter. d-mn, this old tug hasn’t got quite enough!”
i said, “she carries just sixty pounds of steam.” but that made the engineer scoff
“h-ll, this boiler is a tugboat’s dream, she’ll do a hundred before she blows off!”
well the next curse that old braggart spewed was from the lower decks of h-ll
‘cause that was when her boiler blew. it was the end of the erie bell

she went off like a twenty pound cannon. it was heard all they way to town
me and that boiler hit the land when the poor erie bell went down
four men’s souls were taken. sometimes i wish there had been five
cause i spend my days gazing at that lake wondering why i’m still alive
now this stretch of shoal is called boiler beach and me they just call mad
‘cause i keep watch for my mates who never reach the safety of this sand
and a good watchman i still am. and a good watchman i still am

- lee murdock

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