Wreck of the Bayrupert
Words and Music: Larry Kaplan
(Recorded by Tom Lewis on Mixed Cargo)
The Hudson's Bay Company runs ships in
the summertime,
And they stock the stores of the Labrador
and they stock them full for the wintertime,
Bayrupert set sail from the Clyde outbound for Newfoundland,
But to get to Hopedale don't you know - you'd be better off by
land.
They've got no charts on the Labrador - all you hear is:
"Stay away",breitling replica
For there's rocks and ice, dark as hell at night
from Jack Lane's Way to Broomfield Bay,
They've got wooden ships, steamer ships, with frozen men
below,
They've got mountains right beneath your keel, so for God's
sake don't you go.
She had shoes and coffee, boots and tea, butter, pipes and
bridles,
Sleeping bags and saddle soap and she brought a gross of
bibles,
She was open wide, steaming through the tide when she hit them
granite rocks,
Both her ends went down with a mighty sound and the middle
opened up.
It was Sunday when that ship went down, the town was all to
prayer,
No missionary minister with the words of God could have kept
them there,
"All's lost! All's lost!" The captain cried; "I'll never sail
the more!",
"All's found, all's found!"; yelled the Innu as they ran down
to the shore.
When the tide came in those goods did too, they saved them
from the sea,
Saying: "It's great to be doing business with the Hudson's Bay
Company",
"We've got shoes and coffee, boots and tea, butter, pipes and
bridles,
We've got sleeping bags and saddle soap - but to hell with all
them bibles!"
