John Smith - Lord Franklin Lyrics

Was homeward bound one night on the deep
Swinging in my hammock I fell asleep
I dreamed a dream and I thought it true
Concerning Franklin andhis gallant crew

With a hundred sailors he went away
On that frozen ocean in the month of May
To seek a passage around the Pole
Where we poor sailors do sometimes there have to go

Through cruel hardships they mainly strove
The ship on mountains of ice was drove
Only the Eskimo in his skin canoe
The only one that ever came on through

In Baffin Bay where the whale fishes blow
The fate of Franklin no man may know
The fate of Franklin no tongue can tell
Where Franklin alone with his sailors might still dwell

And now my burden it gives me pain
For my long lost Franklin I'd cross the main
Ten thousand pounds would I freely give
To say on Earth my Franklin might still live.