Lyrics

Marc Guylaine, Marc Guylaine
There’s a curse upon your name
And you must bear the shame, Marc Guylaine
And you must bear the shame, Marc Guylaine

Three sister ships in Old Saint John
Were built to sail upon
The sea
Lady Dorianne, the Marc Guylaine
And the Lady Audette
Became their names
And nobody knew what curses they would be
Three floating coffins on the sea

In 1970 a six-man crew
On the Lady Dorianne off Isle Miscou
Went down
Her sister ship, the Lady Audette
With three more men, she ain’t back yet
And we don’t know the reason they were drowned.
We’re not sure the reason can be found.

Marc Guylaine, Marc Guylaine
There’s a curse upon your name
And you must bear the shame, Marc Guylaine
And you must bear the shame, Marc Guylaine

Captain Haché tried in vain
To find a crew for the Marc Guylaine
But failed
You can’t get a man to make that trip
Aboard your floating coffin ship
And all the children whine and women wail
They know the Marc Guylaine will never sail.

Fishermen come, fishermen go
And all the experts claim to know
What’s wrong
The Marc Guylaine, they say, can sail
And they built her down to a smaller scale
And there in a tank of water the experts found
The Marc Guylaine was sailing upside down

Marc Guylaine, Marc Guylaine
There’s a curse upon your name
And you must bear the shame, Marc Guylaine
And you must bear the shame, Marc Guylaine

Two ships lost, nine men drowned
For some mistake that wasn’t found
Before
So until our ships are safely made
The herring fish can die of old age
And wash again the north New Brunswick shore
And the name of the Marc Guylaine shall be no more.

Marc Guylaine, Marc Guylaine
There’s a curse upon your name
And you must bear the shame, Marc Guylaine
And you must bear the shame, Marc Guylaine