Eastindiamen

Oh the Tryall sank North-West of Australia
In skiff and longboat, officers prevailed
Left to drown no wonder, close to brave one hundred
Sailors rest now at Tryal Rocks
Left to drown no wonder, close to brave one hundred
Sailors rest now at Tryal Rocks
Oh the Earl was sailed by Captain John Wordsworth
Sunk in the Napoleonic wars
The hull was torn asunder, over a two hundred
In the channel drowned and disappeared
The hull was torn asunder, over a two hundred
In the channel drowned and disappeared
Eastindiamen
Never to return
We greieve our missing friends
Swallowed by the waves at sea
Oh the Doddington was bound for India
Struck a rock off Port Elisabeth
Oh the ship went under, out of all three hundred
Twenty-seven made it back alive
Oh the ship went under, out of all three hundred
Twenty-seven made it back alive
Oh William Molesworth sailed the Amiston
At the Cape of Good Hope swallowed by the sea
In the storm and thunder, nearly all four hundred
Lost their lives while swimming for the shore
In the storm and thunder, nearly all four hundred
Lost their lives while swimming for the shore
Eastindiamen
Never to return
We greieve our missing friends
Swallowed by the waves at sea