LORD FRANKLIN
In Baffin’s Bay where the whale fish blow
The fate of Franklin no man may know
As I was sailing one night on the deep
Swinging in my hammock I fell asleep
I dreamed a dream and I thought it true
Concerning Franklin and his gallant crew
With a hundred seamen we sailed away
To the frozen ocean in the month of May
To seek a passage around the pole
Where we poor sailors do sometimes go.
Through cruel hardships we vainly strove
Our ship through mountains of ice was drove
Only the Inuit with his skin canoe
Was the only one who ever came through
In Baffin’s Bay where the whale fish blow
The fate of Franklin no man may know
The fate of Franklin no tongue can tell
If my Lord Franklin on this earth doth dwell
And now my burden it gives me pain
For my long-lost Franklin I’d cross the main
Ten thousand pounds would I freely give
To know my Franklin on this earth still lives.
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