Three Score & Ten - The Dubliners

And it’s three score and ten boys and men

Were lost from Grimsby Town

From Yarmouth down to Scarborough

Many hundreds more were drowned

Their herring craft and their trawlers

Their fishing smacks as well

Alone they fight the bitter night

And battle with the swell

Me thinks I see a host of craft

Spreading their sails alee

As down the Humber they do steer

Bound for the great North Sea

Me thinks I see a wee small craft

And crew with hearts so brave

They go to earn their daily bread

Upon the restless waves

And it’s three score and ten boys and men

Were lost from Grimsby Town

From Yarmouth down to Scarborough

Many hundreds more were drowned

Their herring craft and their trawlers

Their fishing smacks as well

Alone they fight the bitter night

And battle with the swell

Me thinks I see them yet again

As they leave this land behind

Casting their nets into the sea

The herring shoals to find

Me thinks I see them yet again

And they’re safe on board alright

With their sails close reefed

Their decks washed clean

And their sidelights burning bright

And it’s three score and ten boys and men

Were lost from Grimsby Town

From Yarmouth down to Scarborough

Many hundreds more were drowned

Their herring craft and their trawlers

Their fishing smacks as well

Alone they fight the bitter night

And battle with the swell

October’s night brought such a sight

'Twas never seen before

There were yards of masts and broken spars

Washed up upon the shore

There was many a heart of sorrow

There was many a heart so brave

There was many a true and noble lad

To find a watery grave

And it’s three score and ten boys and men

Were lost from Grimsby Town

From Yarmouth down to Scarborough

Many hundreds more were drowned

Their herring craft and their trawlers

Their fishing smacks as well

Alone they fight the bitter night

And battle with the swell