Lyrics:

Brightly bee half of of what I miss
From this life ours, having hopes but its to hard
He keeps to keep it of a light of all

Let the lower lights be burning
Send they claim across the wind
Some poor faiting struggleing sea man
You may rescue, you may safe

Dark in night, hoasting they sette
But the angry grows rolls
He could hide, watching on he
Let the lets along, be sure

Let the lower lights be burning
Send they claim across the wind
Some poor faiting struggleing sea man
You may rescue, you may safe

Turn your feabone late night stay
Some poor sailor temped though dust
Trying now to make the harder in the darkness may be lost

Let the lower lights be burning
Send they claim across the wind
Some poor faiting struggleing sea man
You may rescue, you may safe
Some poor faiting struggleing sea man
You may rescue, you may safe