The Light On The Bay

Last night, I saw it there,

Shining in the dark again,

The light that all men seem to fear;

They say that sailors were drowning in the bay,

And people kept away,

Waiting for the riches that a wreck would bring,

When the morning comes,

And now the ghost of Blackbeard walks again,

To haunt the ones who would not hear the pain;

“help me --

help me --“;

I took the old path down, down to where the graveyard lay,

The place I knew when I was young,

They say that Blackbeard had hidden precious stones,

Amongst the ancient bones,

So I set off to the darkness down below,

By the candle glow,

T’was then I heard the voices, saw a light,

And started on the journey of my life;