The Deep Lyrics

There's a tale about a shipwreck

In the winter of 'fifty five

And I worry it's not remembered

A crew of thirty no longer alive

I wasn't there but I heard it said

The wind was blowing at eighty five

Clouds around they couldn't see the sky

A massive wave right before their eyes

Miracles can happen

That I'm waiting for

Miracles can happen

But it is a chore

Miracles can happen

And I'm losing sleep

I think my son lays in the deep

I bet they wish they weren't there

They weren't ready for such a scare

The boat then shifted and it turned on its side

Men flew over and entered the tide

Water filled the deck and down to the bone

A single vest found floating alone

The later search not so much of a clue

Mothers crying daughters families too

I'm the father of my only son

I sit alone with a loaded gun