The Deadly Sands Songtext
von Faustus

The tide goes up and the tide goes down,
It′s forty feet at Minehead town.
The tide it ebbs and the tide it flows,
And the deadly sand it lies below.
The deadly sand moves all around,
And many a tall ship's cast aground.
And many a craft in sight of land,
That′s swallowed up by the deadly sand.

Down down, down down,
The deadly sand will drag them down.


We lit a fire on a cliff so high,
And a merchantman came a sailing by.
She turned our way and before our eyes,
Oh the deadly sand it swallowed our prize.
There were no barrels nor packs of lace,
Of costly silk we saw no trace.
Kegs of spice and chests of tea,
She dragged them down in the Severn Sea.

A navy ship gave us a hail,
All for to bring us to Bristol jail.
She turned swift to cross our way,
But the deadly sand beneath her lay.
The pilot cried farewell dear wife,
There is no man can save his life.
And some did pray and some did roar,
But none of the crew did come ashore.

Oh we do row when the moon is low,
We follow the tides and the sand below.
We land our prizes at Watchet Bay,
And the packhorse train is away away.
We shall be hanged on the Severn shore,
And with our chains we will wreck no more.
Now every ship come a sailing by,
Sails over our heads when the tide is high.