Lyrics:

Old Lady With A Barrow; Life Near Ending
Standing By The Harbour Wall; Warm Wishes Sending
Children On The Cold Sea Swell -
Not Fishers Of Men -
Gone To Chase Away The Last Herring
Come Empty Home Again.

So Come All You Lovers Of The Good Life
On Your Supermarket Run -
Set A Sail Of Your Own Devising
And Be There When The Dutchman Comes.
Wee Girl In A Straw Hat From Far East Warring
Sad Cargo Of An Old Ship Young Bodies Whoring
Slow Ocean Hobo - Ports Closed To Her Crew
No Hope Of Immigration - Keep Passing Through.
So Come All You Lovers Of The Good Life
Your Children Playing In The Sun -
Set A Sympathetic Flag A-Flying
And Be There When The Dutchman Comes.

Death Grinning Like A Scarecrow - Flying Dutchman
Seagull Pilots Flown From Nowhere - Try And Touch One
As She Sails In On The Full Tide
And The Harbour-Master Yells
All Hands Vanished With The Captain -
No One Left, The Tale To Tell.

So Come All You Lovers Of The Good Life
Look Around You, Can You See
Staring Ghostly In The Mirror -
It's The Dutchman You Will Be
..floating Slowly Out To Sea
In A Misty Misery