The Last Ship (Part One)

Father O'Brien:

It's all there in the gospel, the Magdalene girl

Comes to pay her respects, but her mind is awhirl

When she finds the tomb empty, the stone had been rolled

Not a sign of a corpse in the dark and the cold

When she reaches the door, sees an unholy sight

There's this solitary figure in a halo of light

He just carries on floating past Calvary Hill

In an almighty hurry, aye but she might catch him still

"Tell me where are you going Lord, and why in such haste?"

Now don't hinder me woman, I've no time to waste!

For they're launching a boat on the morrow at noon

And I have to be there before daybreak

Oh, I can not be missing, the lads will expect me

Why else would the good Lord himself resurrect me?

For nothing will stop me, I have to prevail

Through the teeth of this tempest, in the mouth of a gale

May the angels protect us if all else should fail

When the last ship sails

Oh, the roar of the chains and the cracking of timbers

The noise at the end of the world in your ears

As a mountain of steel makes its way to the sea

And the last ship sails