Chorus:
December ot fifty-nine
The howling wind and driving rain
the gallant men who drowned
On the tifeboat, Mona was her name

The wind did blow and me sea rose up
Beat the land with mighty waves
At Saint Andrew's Bay the Iight ship fought
The sea until her moorings gave

Chorus

The captain signalled to the shore
"We must have help or we'll go down "
From Broughty Ferry at two a.m.
They sent the Iifeboat Mona

Chorus

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

Chorus

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

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Five lay drowned in me Chalon there
Two were washed up on the shore
Eight men died when lhe boat capsized
And the eighth is Iost forever more

December ot fifty-nine
The howling wind and driving rain
The men who leave the land behind
And the men who never see land again

December ot fifty-nine
The howling wind and the driving rain
The men who leave the land behind
And the men who never see land again