remember december of fifty nine the howling wind and driving rain remember the gallant men who drowned on the lifeboat mona was her name the wind did blow and the sea rose up beat the land with mighty waves at saint andrew s bay the lightship fought the sea until her moorings gave the captain signaled to the shore we must have help or we ll go down from broughty ferry at 2 a m they sent the lifeboat mona eight men formed that gallant crew they set their boat against the main the wind s so hard and the sea s so rough we ll never see land or home again three hours went by and the mona called the wind blows hard and the sea runs high in the morning on carnusty beach the mona and her crew did lie five lay drowned in the chalon there two were washed up on the shore eight men died when the boat capsized and the eighth is lost forever more 
['celtic', 'irish folk']