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They sailed out of Miami Aboard the Southern Light Headed for Sunset Island at A place called Key West Bight When suddenly a mist appeared Filling a cloudless sky The sea began to churn and boil The compass spun awry Their hearts began to flutter as Their minds were filled with fear There seemed no explanation for For the thing that would appear The lightning flashed; the moon turned dark Then came an evil sight Out of the sky a ghost ship sailed That cast an eerie light Unlike a craft that men might build With neither rig nor tower No sound of grinding engines No oarsmen to give power She silently hung in the air Moved With no observed force She followed without error every Time they changed their course And like the Ghost that haunted them There still seemed to persist The cloud that now surrounded them That evil yellow mist There are no words that can describe The chilling taste of fear The kind of fear that robs men’s souls Of all that they hold dear But I can tell you plainly how Five sailors weighed with fright Lost all their nerve that fateful day Aboard the Southern Light With the radio not working And the compass failing too The southern Light was lost at sea Along with her whole crew But then the ghost ship disappeared And sky returned to norm It seemed three hours of troubled sea Had left the men forlorn But when the crew was safe on shore To tell their tales of their dangers Twelve years had passed since they’d left home Their families now were strangers
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Aug 1, 2011
Aug 1, 2011 at 12:58 PM UTC
The Ghost Ship
They sailed out of Miami Aboard the Southern Light Headed for Sunset Island at A place called Key West Bight When suddenly a mist appeared Filling a cloudless sky The sea began to churn and boil The compass spun awry Their hearts began to flutter as Their minds were filled with fear There seemed no explanation for For the thing that would appear The lightning flashed; the moon turned dark Then came an evil sight Out of the sky a ghost ship sailed That cast an eerie light Unlike a craft that men might build With neither rig nor tower No sound of grinding engines No oarsmen to give power She silently hung in the air Moved With no observed force She followed without error every Time they changed their course And like the Ghost that haunted them There still seemed to persist The cloud that now surrounded them That evil yellow mist There are no words that can describe The chilling taste of fear The kind of fear that robs men’s souls Of all that they hold dear But I can tell you plainly how Five sailors weighed with fright Lost all their nerve that fateful day Aboard the Southern Light With the radio not working And the compass failing too The southern Light was lost at sea Along with her whole crew But then the ghost ship disappeared And sky returned to norm It seemed three hours of troubled sea Had left the men forlorn But when the crew was safe on shore To tell their tales of their dangers Twelve years had passed since they’d left home Their families now were strangers
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Aug 1, 2011
Aug 1, 2011 at 12:58 PM UTC
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