Sad February

Em
Cold February and all is not well
There's few will sleep easy this night
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Down on the dockside, grim silent men standing
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Under the pale yellow light
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There's scarcely a murmur and laughter there's none
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Of whispering there's barely a sound
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For their thoughts are away, down there in the bay
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Where it's said that the Lairdsfield is down

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Bleak February a cruel bitter wind
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Stirs up the black briny foam
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Out there on the sea is no place to be
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Far better by the fireside and warm
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But not for the sailor the soft easy chair
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He's out there earning his bread
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But tonight there are ten who'll work never again
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Counted among the drowned dead

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Dark February a few flakes of snow
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Drift over bowed heads on the stray
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By the breakwater side and along by the Gare
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They wait for the first streaks of day
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And over the sand-dunes and over the bar
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See a few feet of keel nothing more
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Held fast in the sand with all of her hands
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Barely two miles from the shore

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Sad February and all is not well
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There's few will sleep easy this night
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Down at the dockside, grim silent men standing
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Under the pale yellow light
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For down there at Teesmouth
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The Lairdsfield is drowned
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And with her every man of her crew
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Ten men who'll not see the springtime again
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Nor yet see the cold winter through