On the storm torn shoreline  A woman is standing  The spray strung like jewels in her hair  And the sea tore the rocks of that desolate landing  As if fate had known she stood there    She has come down to condemn that wild ocean  For the murderous loss of her man  His boat sailed out on Wednesday morning  And it’s feared she’s gone down with all hands    Oh white were the wave caps  And wild was their pardon  So fierce is the waring of love  But she prayed to the gods of both men and of saviours  not to cast their cruel nets o’er her love    She has come down to condemn that wild ocean  For the murderous loss of her man  His boat sailed out on Wednesday morning  And it’s feared she’s gone down with all hands    There’s a school on the hill  Where the sons of dead fathers  Are lead towards tempest and gate  Where their god given wings are clipped close to their bodies  And their eyes are bound round with ship sails    She has come down to condemn that wild ocean  For the murderous loss of her man  His boat sailed out on Wednesday morning  And it’s feared she’s gone down with all hands    Now what leads man to a life filled with danger  Where seas and islands are one  When meat is his master and poverty’s no stranger  And there’s no other work to be done    And she has come down to condemn that wild ocean  For the murderous loss of her man  His boat sailed out on Wednesday morning  And it’s feared she’s gone down with all hands