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The sea has lots of mysteries that lie within her realm,
Many a captain has seen them while standing at the helm;
The sea is such an eerie place just before a storm,
Many a soul has been lost, if only they'd been warned.
The story that I'm about to tell is true as truth can be,
About that ghostly ship out there and all the misery;
For some odd reason it's mostly seen just before a squall,
It lurks out there in torment, and many have seen her call.
"She'll run shivers up ye spine," that's what the old folks say,
With all the fire and carrying on, it makes you want to pray;
I met a man who saw her twice, both times just off Belledune,
He tells of burning cinders, smoke rising to the moon.
The flames, the flames, they're horrible, people jumping overboard,
Tormented souls, their clothes on fire, he never understood;
Then suddenly she'd disappear as quickly as she came,
News traveled in the Maritimes, the phantom ship gained fame.
Some scoffed (they're telling lies) and others swore an oath,
She's a mighty awesome sight to see as she travels up the coast;
It's written how some folks are shy to tell just how they feel,
But the ones that told me of this ship were certain it was real.
Whether you call her the phantom ship or the John Craig Light of old,
Or think it's just a story with a twist each time it's told;
Don't be quick to judge her or try to cut her short,
Maybe she was searching for a place to call home port.
Now, this may be coincidence, but not too long ago,
A city in New Brunswick gave the phantom ship a home;
Bathurst said, and did declare, "The ship with the burning mast,
Could share a piece of history as she sailed in from the past."
They built a walk down by the sea as if to mark the way,
Where you can stroll and reminisce, watch the seagulls as they play;
Did they build it so that we could watch and hope that some dark night,
The phantom ship would sail on in and we could see the light?
Or, maybe it's already there, its anchor dropped in sand,
All we need is to believe and try to understand;
The phantom ship, the phantom ship, "I thought I saw a mast,"
Bathurst, you are number one, she has a home at last.
