Post by Administrator on Oct 27, 2017 13:47:36 GMT
The Red Ensign
On all the seas and rivers where British seamen go,
From the tropics to the edges of where the icebergs grow,
You will see the ruddy bunting of bright or smoky red,
It’s our Merchant Navy Ensign flying overhead.
Many an eye has danced at our banner flying true,
Our hearts and souls are British and our colours too,
Whipping in defiance when white waves are below,
It flew above the vanquished and defeated foe.
No one should prevent us from hoisting it by day,
Since Eighteen twenty four it’s prominence held sway,
Either flying in the breeze when trading near and far,
Or draped upon a coffin when a seaman’s crossed the bar.
It’s more than just a symbol of a nation brave and free,
Not only just an emblem proclaiming liberty,
For the showing of our `duster` from gaff or lofty spar,
Sets pride among our mariners, no matter where they are.
Joe
On all the seas and rivers where British seamen go,
From the tropics to the edges of where the icebergs grow,
You will see the ruddy bunting of bright or smoky red,
It’s our Merchant Navy Ensign flying overhead.
Many an eye has danced at our banner flying true,
Our hearts and souls are British and our colours too,
Whipping in defiance when white waves are below,
It flew above the vanquished and defeated foe.
No one should prevent us from hoisting it by day,
Since Eighteen twenty four it’s prominence held sway,
Either flying in the breeze when trading near and far,
Or draped upon a coffin when a seaman’s crossed the bar.
It’s more than just a symbol of a nation brave and free,
Not only just an emblem proclaiming liberty,
For the showing of our `duster` from gaff or lofty spar,
Sets pride among our mariners, no matter where they are.
Joe