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A sailor has no grave
You can stand upon the shore
Hear the breakers roll in
On the tide forevermore
You can lay a flower bouquet
On an ocean wave
You may mourn and cry
But a sailor has no grave
We sailed away on the fifth of May
From a Nova Scotia port
In a time when the grey Atlantic
Was a battlefield of war
Convoys and escorts
Were the order of the day
Somewhere out there a wolf pack
Lay waiting beneath the waves
England is an island
An empire in the sea
Her trade routes are the waters
Her pride the navy fleet
Down below there's a hunter
Their prey a tonnage war
No allied vessel's safe from harm
From the Arctic to the Azores
A sailor has no grave
You can stand upon the shore
Hear the breakers roll in
On the tide forevermore
You can lay a flower bouquet
On an ocean wave
You may mourn and cry
But a sailor has no grave
The shipyards and the chandleries
They laid 'em down
Some three hundred hulls
Named for every town
In the mid-ocean battles
They answered to the task
Gallant little escorts
Corvettes of the flower class
Through the western approaches
In the pale moonlight
Our tanker torpedoed
In a great blaze of fire
Our convoy unveiled
We feared for our fate
Neptune knew my number
When I signed my name
I'm a forgotten sailor
Forsaken by time
Drowned in the deep
When I was in my prime
Remembered by no one
I never was missed
I'm a forgotten sailor
From the Battle of the Atlantic
A sailor has no grave
You can stand upon the shore