Storm Along Wilderun

Stormie's gone, the good old man
To my aye storm along
Oh, Stormie's gone, the good old man
Aye aye Mister Storm along

They dug his grave with a silver spade
To my aye storm along
The shroud of finest silk was made
Aye aye Mister Storm along

He's moored at least and furled his sail
To my aye storm along
No danger now from wreck or gale
Aye aye Storm along

Of captain brave, he was the best
To my aye storm along
But now he's gone and is at rest
Aye aye Mister Storm along

Old Storm has heard the angel call
To my aye storm along
So sing his dirge, now one and all

I recall the day the hurricane
Engulfed a hundred ships
Fate was stripped from our hands