Patrick Spens - Sean Dagher, Michiel Schrey, David Gossage

The king sits in dunfermline town

Drinking the blood red wine,

«where can I get a good sea captain

To sail in this ship of mine?

"

Then up there spoke a bonny boy

Sitting at the king’s right knee,

«sir patrick spens is the very best seaman

That ever sailed the sea.»

The king has written a broad letter

And sealed it up with his own right hand,

Sending word to sir patrick spens

To come at his command.

«an enemy then this must be

Who told a lie bout me,

For I was never a good seaman

Nor ever do I intend to be.»

They had not sailed upon the sea

A day, but barely three,

When loud and boisterous grew the winds

And stormy grew the sea.

Then up there came a mermaiden

A comb and glass in hand,

«here's a health to you my merry young men,

For you’ll not see dry land again!»

«oh, long may my lady look

With a lantern in her hand

Before she sees my bonny ship

Come sail homeward to dry land.»

Oh Forty miles off aberdeen

The water’s just fifty fathoms deep

There lies good sir patrick spens

With the scots lords at his feet