1 Where the sea gull soars and the mighty ocean roars,
When the wind from the North blows so frantic.
On the banks of Newfoundland the oil rigs stand,
In search of crude from the cold northwest Atlantic.
2 She’s the finest in the land, designed and built by man,
To withstand all that nature has to offer.
And the Ocean Ranger’s crew numbered eighty four men true
To their homes and their sons, wives and daughters.
3. Look away to the west, there’s a storm upon the wind,
Bringing rain, snow and seas four stories high.
Look away to the west, will you see your homes again?
Or is this the time to say your last good-bye? Your last good-bye.
4. Then there’s trouble from within, the rig is listing once again,
And the gallant crew are ordered to abandon.
But the hurricane’s too strong, when the morning comes she’s gone.
Not a soul survived to tell us what happened. What had happened?
5. Husbands, fathers, sons and brothers leave behind so many others,
Who will not forget the price their loved ones paid.
Was it fate that dealt the hand, or the carelessness of man
That lead so many to an early grave? An early grave.
Repeat third verse
6. May God grant peace and serenity to our brothers lost at sea.
Give their families strength to bear their grief and pain.
And if our men must sweat and toil in pursuit of off shore oil,
Pray to God to bring them safely home again. Home again.
Repeat first verse
Citation: Rogers, T.B. “The New Balladeers”, Canadian Folk Music Bulletin, p. 9