And I say to the day
Why'd you drop down to die
With fifty five falls
And seventy skies?
And I say to the day
Why this ballad of brine?
With Mayflower May and here monocle'd eye

Where she lies
Gently close her eyes
Where she lies
Gently close her eyes
Oh, [bad word] July!

Oh, I had a friend
I remember her well
With sad little hands
sad sickle cell..
Oh, I had a friend
Her ship sailed away
T'was fifty five falls
ago to this day

Where she lies
Gently close her eyes
Where she lies
Gently close her eyes
Oh, [bad word] July!

And I say to the day
Why'd you drop down to die
With fifty five falls
And seventy skies
And I say to the day
Why this Ballad of Brine?
With Mayflower May and her monocle'd eye

When she dies
Slowly close her eyes
Where she lies
Gently close her eyes
Oh, [bad word] July