Dying Sailor to His Shipmates

Oh, wrap me in my countryís flag, and lay me in the cold blue sea
Let the roaring of the waves, my solemn requiem be
And I shall sleep a pleasant sleep, while storms above their vigils keep

My Captain brave shall read for me, the service of the silent dead
And yay shall lower me in the waves, when all the prayers are said
And I will find my long, long home, among the billows and the foam
Farewell my friends for many a league, weíve sailed together on the deep
Come let us shake our hands, Iíll sail no more, but shipmates wear for weep

Iím bound above, my course is run
I near the port, my voyage is done