The frozen man - live at the colonial

Last thing I remember is the freezing cold

Water reaching up just to swallow me whole

Ice in the rigging and howling wind

Shock to my body as we tumbled in, mercy from God

My brothers and the others are lost at sea

I alone am returned to tell thee

Hidden in ice for a century to walk the world again

Lord have mercy

On the frozen man

Next words that were spoken to me

Nurse asked me what my name might be

She was all in white at the foot of my bed

I said angel of mercy I'm alive or am I dead?

My name is William James McPhee, I was born in 1843

Raised in Liverpool by the sea but that ain't who I am

Lord have mercy on the frozen man

It took a lot of money to start my heart

To peg my leg and to buy my eye

The newspapers call me the state of the art

And the children, when they see me, cry

I thought it would be nice just to visit my grave

See what kind of tombstone I might have

I saw my wife and my daughter and it seemed so strange

Both of them dead and gone from extreme old age

See here, when I die make sure I'm gone

Don't leave them nothing to work on

You can raise your arm, you can wiggle your hand, not unlike myself

And you can wave goodbye to the frozen man

I know what it means to freeze to death

To lose a little life with every breath

To say goodbye to life on earth and come around again

Lord have mercy

On the frozen man

Lord have mercy

On the frozen man