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As the legend is told, she was laden with goldand near 400 hundred souls from the Klondike.As the sun left the valley the captain gave tally"She's a Princess we'll steam through the midnight".Was a breeze from the north as she plotted her coursesoon past Haines then south east through the islands.With a coal oil lamp, chart a course in the dampwith nary a light from the mainland.
As the Princess drew near her bow would soon rearfor the rock lay ahead was to take her.On that early cold morn' struck a reef without warnVanderbilt was the name of her maker.
She was up on the hard to the skippers chagrinon that ill-fated night in October.And the call soon went out "send the lifeboats aboutmake it quick for I think I can hold her".and the seas they were calm, as the boats through the dawncame 'long side the confusion and sorrow.but your boats are too few for to rescue my crewwe'll stand by for a large one tomorrow.
And the winds began to blow,and the seas began to grow,then she opened up her arms, and took her down belowno, no, no, no, no, no,took her down belowno, no, no, no, no, no,she wasn"t meant to gono, no, no, no, no, no,into the sea belowno, no, no, no, no, no,
When the wind she laid down a score of lifeboats aboundfull intent on a heroic rescue.Rushing north through the sea to where the Princess slipped freefrom the rock that had held her last evenin'.Was a scene of dismay for at the dawn of the dayall were lost of her crew without reason.Forgive the captains last call, lend a prayer bless them allfor the winds bound to change in that season
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