There was this ship, known far and wide
They called it Wretched Mog
With the wildest crew, and captain Bras
They were to sail to port of Tyne
With the wildest crew, and captain Bras
They were to sail to port of Tyne
The boat was loaded up with goods
To roam the sea both far and wide
for British soil awaits it's prise
down at the busy port of Tyne.
Where British soil awaits it's prise
They were to sail to port of Tyne
We've set a sail with northern gale
The ocean fought us fierce and tough
but with his crew, the captain knew
They would set feet in port of Tyne
With the wildest crew, the captain knew
they would set feet in port of Tyne
Soon aafter,ocean gave away
The boatswain called the crew and said
That captain Bras he found deceased
He passed away while taking a nap
The mourning crew, with captain none
Would set their feet in port of Tyne
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