So Far from the Clyde Mark Knopfler

[Verse 1]
They had a last supper the day of the beaching
She's a dead ship sailing, skeleton crew
The galley is empty, the stove pots are cooling
With what's left of a stew

[Verse 2]
Her time is approaching, the captain moves over
The hangman steps in to do what he's paid for
With the wind and the tide, she goes proud ahead steaming
And he drives her hard into the shore

[Chorus]
So far from the Clyde
Together we'd ride
We did ride

[Verse 3]
As if to a wave from her bows to her rudder
Bravely she rises to meet with the land
Under their feet, they all feel her keel shudder
A shallow sea washes their hands

[Verse 4]
Later the captain shakes hands with the hangman
And climbs slowly down to the oily wet ground
Goes bowed to the car that has come here to take him
Through the graveyard and back to the town