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The Empress of Ireland - Norman Blake
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The Empress of Ireland Norman Blake

The Empress of Ireland - Norman Blake
[Verse 1]
She was the pride of the Canada Line
The Empress of Ireland
Sailing upon the cold north tide
Crossing the wild ocean

[Verse 2]
It crossed in four days, 200 trips made
In the service of many she’d been
The great ship went down, one thousand souls drowned
On the Empress of Ireland

[Chorus]
Friends they’d stroll upon her deck
Waltzed in her ballroom grand
While sleeping they drowned when the Empress went down
Only five miles from land
The Empress of Ireland

[Verse 3]
Late in the spring nineteen-fourteen
She met a terrible end
She had the same crew but the captain was new
When she set sail again

[Verse 4]
He saw a light from a ship on that night
Before the fog settled in
They heard her horn sound as the ship ran her down
The Empress of Ireland
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