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Herzogin Cecile

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Sailing down the Baltic, where the wreck mark buoys all peal,
Cruisin’ down the Channel, where the steamers never yield
Beatin’ down the Biscay where the crew they get no meals
She’s the mighty sailing ship, the Herzogin Cecile

Herzogin Cecile, Herzogin Cecile
She’s the mighty sailing ship the Herzogin Cecile

Rolling in the doldrums where the slightest breeze she’ll feel
Tackin’ in the Tasman, where the winds upon her steal
Roarin’ down the forties, where her braces sing like steel
There goes the mighty sailing ship, the Herzogin Cecile

Comin’ down from Labrador with a load of pine and deal
Off Tierra Del Fuego, where the albatrosses wheel
Runnin’ east below the Horn , oh hear her rigging squeal
She’s the mighty sailing ship, the Herzogin Cecile

Cruising Caribbean calms, where the flying fish appeal
Now she’s Falmouth bound for orders, her passage time’s reveal’d
A shipload strainin’ in her hold, the pull again she’ll feel
She’s the mighty sailing ship, the Herzogin Cecile

She’s run upon the Bobtail, in the mist, a test of steel
She’s hard aground in Sawmill Cove, the rocks have broken her keel
The dead planks of the duchess your feet will never more feel
She was the mighty sailing ship the Herzogin Cecile

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