On the midnight hour where the waters flow

Near the harbor's docking you can see the show

Of a moon beam figure with her full moon glow

As she sings out chantings for the wind to blow

If you listen closely to her sacred tale

You will hear a story of a man at sail

With enchanting love she casts a spell

And waits with hope for a thundering gale

As the men on land prep for storms on high

If you stand your ground with believer's eye

You can view a ship always standing by

Across the waters where sea meets sky

A vessel known as the Pirate's Tomb

With a ghostly mist and a darkened gloom

Sounds it's horn to the woman's tune

As the swabbies perch on the ships large boom

And behind the wood of a helm so cold

The Captain steers towards his love of old

And as they meet in the storm so bold

She greets him there on the deck to hold

Pirates bow on the starboard side

Deck hands swoon to their queen in pride

Captain laughs with a smile wide

Then gives a kiss to his ship's true bride

And every wave from the raging sea

Drowns out the sadness of the dead mans plea

To keep her there where she's meant to be

As the wind she called will not set her free

It tugs her skirt urging her to go

She drifts off swiftly from her lover's woe

But with a promise that he's come to know

She'll return again wtih a warming glow

And as she fades with the rising sun

This their tale is not nearly done

For days of old when their love was spun

Eternity over time they won

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