The Mary Wilson
I
The Mary Wilson was a noble ship,
She was not very long.
She could stand any storm,
She was built so strong.
Her crew were four in number
They thought that would do
Mcdonnell was the Captain
With Barry, Jack and Hugh
II
It was on Thursday morning
It being about twelve oclock
When young and old from every part They came to see the wreck
And when they landed on the beach Most desperate was the roar
And there was poor Mary Wilson
Lay wrecked upon the shore.
III
The coastgards launched the galley And that without delay
And as they were launching it
Ashe he ran away.
He was the only coward
I saw upon the beach
I declare his flesh was trembling
And he had every screech.