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Seventeen Workers in Oil
Seventeen workers bid farewell to homes,
And headed by copter for Sea Rose & oil
To drop off two workers at Hibernia that day
And the time in the morning was nine thirty am.
Seventeen workers prayed hard for their lives
Eight hundred feet up in the sky
As their helicopter lost power and fell
To Neptune in waiting below.
Seventeen workers were lost on that day,
One only survived to tell of the tale.
Bodies recovered and masses were said
When they all were returned to the beach.
Seventeen workers are remembered today
And will be as time passes by,
Each twelfth day of March, in thoughts and in tears,
By loved ones they all left behind.
Chorus
"""Men who sail over the sea in their ships
Or fly over it's waves in the sky
Never do know if they'll ever return
From their jobs at the fish and the oil."""
In memory of my co-workers
Gary Corbett & Wade Duggan.
W.C.Hull © 2009
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