I say to the day we'll drop down to die
With fifty-five falls and seventy skies
I say to the day wear this bag that I brang
With Mayflower May and a monocle dime

Oh, where she lies
Gently close her eyes
Oh, where she lies
Gently close her eyes
Oh, down she lies

Oh, I had a friend that I remember well
With sad little hands and a sad sickle cell
Oh, I had a friend, the ship sailed away
'Twas fifty-five falls of golden to stay

Oh, where she lies
Gently close her eyes
Oh, where she lies
Gently close her eyes
Oh, down she lies

I say to the day we'll drop down to die
With fifty-five falls, seventy skies
I say to the day weigh this bag that I brang
With Mayflower May and a monocle dime
Oh, when she dies
Slowly close her eyes
Oh, where she lies
Gently close her eyes
Oh, down she lies