It was in nineteen hundred and twenty nine,
Run come see, I remember that day pretty well,
Nineteen hundred and twenty nine
Run come see, Jerusalem.
My God, they were talkin' 'bout a storm in the islands,
Run come see, my God, what a beautiful morning
They were talkin' 'bout a storm in the islands
Run come see, Jerusalem
My God, there were three sails leavin' out the harbor
Run come see, there's mothers and children on board
They were bound for the island of Andros
Run come see, Jerusalem
My God, they were the Ethel and the Myrtle and the Pretoria,
Run come see, and the Myrtle was bound for Fresh Creek
The Ethel was bound for Spanish Creek,
Run come see, Jerusalem
My God, the Pretoria was alone on the ocean,
Run come see, dashing from side to side in the waves
The Pretoria was alone on the ocean,
Run come see, Jerusalem
My God, then a big sea built up on the starboard
Run come see, My God, the wind and the waves
Well, a big sea built up on the starboard
Run come see, Jerusalem
My God, then the first sea hit the Pretoria
Run come see, and children come a-grabbing for their mothers
When the first sea hit the Pretoria
Run come see, Jerusalem
My God, well, it sent her head down to the bottom
Run come see, and the captain come a-grabbing for the tiller,
When it sent her head down to the bottom,
Run come see, Jerusalem
My God, there were thirty-three souls on the water
Run come, see, swimming and praying to their Daniel, God
There were thirty-three souls on the water
Run come see, Jerusalem
My God, now George Brown he was the captain
Run come see, My God, he shouted "Children come pray
Come and witness your judgment"
Run come see, Jerusalem