Copyright, 1891, by Frank Tousey.
Words and Music by Felix McGlennon.
'Twas on an ocean lighthouse there dwelt an English maid,
Pure as the air around her, of danger ne'er afraid;
One morning just at daybreak a storm-toss'd wreck she spied,
And though to try seemed madness, "I'll save the crew," she cried.
And she pulled away o'er the rolling sea, over the waters blue;
Help! help! she could hear the cry of the shipwrecked crew;
But Grace had an English heart, And the raging storm she braved;
She pulled away, 'mid the dashing spray, and the crew she saved.
They to the rock were clinging, a crew of nine all told,
Between them and the lighthouse the sea like mountains rolled;
Said Grace, "Come, help me, father; we'll launch the boat," said she.
Her father cried, 'Tis madness to face that raging sea! "-Chorus.
One murmured prayer, "Heaven guard us!" and then they were afloat.
Between them And destruction the planks of that frail boat:
Then spoke the maiden's father, "Return or doomed are we!"
But up spoke brave Grace Darling, "Alone I'll brave the sea"-Chorus.
They bravely rode the billows and reached the rock at length;
They saved the storm-tossed sailors, in heaven alone their strength;
Go tell the wide world ever what British pluck can do,
And sing of brave Grace Darling, who nobly saved the crew.- Chorus.