Evening's Curtain

It's written of in papers, books and magazines For centuries adventurers set sail In schooners, clippers, sloops and brigs and barquentines O'er the deep blue ocean to prevail Believing their dominion o'er the great salt sea They'd snare the fish and smite the mighty whale But for every man who lived to boast his victory A score or more were thwarted by the gale CHORUS: As evenings curtain falls upon me like a shroud I'm thinking of their cold eternal sleep Beneath the waves far too many souls to count Lost out in the darkness on the deep