On the 11th of April 1912
The queen of the ocean had started her life
With 1300 pa**angers she sailed out from Cork
Lead by 900 sailors on her way to New York
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Uh-uh-uh, riddle of the century
Uh-uh-uh, pride of The White-Star-Line
Uh-uh-uh, ye became a wet reliquary
Uh-uh-uh, a victim of the brine
On the 14th of April at 11.40 pm
An outlook guy named Freddy Fleet the alarmbell he did ring
Captain Smith gave the order: "Half steam ahead!" he cried
As the steamer got a narrow shave from a giant in the night
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The water filled the liner
The d**h-struggle takes 3 hours
The operators working hard an emergency he morsed
"Californian can't you hear me - is your wireless working there?"
Wallace Hartley and his rag-time-band played a tune called Derry
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On the 15th of April 1912
The queen of the ocean had ended her life
18 lifeboats were in store 700 for to save
But 1500 pa**angers rest in their icy grave
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