The night fell black on a quiet sea
The Birchgrove Park rode restlessly
A collier on the short run down
Of 19 men there were 8 to drown
A sudden lurch and she slid below
The way that all the colliers go
If home bound men had battened down
There'd be eight good men
who would not have drowned
Sydney waters are green and cold
Take life from the men
with a freezing hold
They say that men on colliers drown
When cargo rolls not battened down
Oh glittering lights of Sydney Town
Still beckoning the men
as the ship goes down
It is for the love of your winking lights
That colliers drowned
on cold dark night
The night fell black on a quiet sea
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