Mountain. Nantucket Sleighride

The cold hard steel of the harpoon's pointStruck deep into its side.We played out line and backed the oarsAnd took the cruel sleighride.The term "Nantucket Sleighride" was coined by the whalers to explain what happened after they harpooned a whale. The first harpoon was not intended to kill the whale but only to attach it to the whale boat. Then the whale would take off pulling the whale boat along at speeds of up to 23 mph (37 kmh). The whale would tire itself out, then the leading officer in the boat would use a lance and stab the whale until dead.Nantucket Sleighride is Dedicated to Owen Coffin who was cabin boy aboard the whaler Essex, which was destroyed by a sperm whale in 1819. Owen ended up in the lifeboat with Captain Pollard, his uncle. Two other lifeboats also put out. During the next 3 - 4 months, the lifeboats separated. One was never seen again, but some of those on the remaining two boats were eventually rescued.During those long months at sea (and on desert islands), many of the men died. The remainder eventually had to resort to cannibalism to survive. After the dead of natural causes were consumed, the men determined to draw lots to see who would sacrifice his life for the others. Owen Coffin ``won'' the lottery. The Captain tried to take Owen's place, but the youth insisted on his ``right''. The executioner was also drawn by lot. That ``winner'', another young man named Charles Ramsdell, also tried vainly to swap places with Owen. Again he refused. Owen's body kept the others alive for ten days (Captain Pollard refused to eat his nephew). Another man died, and his body kept Pollard and Ramsdell alive a few more days until they were rescued. Lyrics Goodbye, little Robin-MarieDon't try following meDon't cry, little Robin-Marie'Cause you know I'm coming home soon My ships' leaving on a three-year tourThe next tide will take us from shoreWindlaced, gather in sail and sprayOn a search for the mighty sperm whale Fly your willow branchesWrap your body round my soulLay down your reeds and drums on my soft sheetsThere are years behind us reachingTo the place where hearts are beatingAnd I know you're the last true love I'll ever meet Starbuck's sharpening his harpoonThe black man's playing his tuneAn old salt's sleeping his watch awayHe'll be drunk again before noon Three years sailing on bended kneeWe found no whales in the seaDon't cry, little Robin-Marie'Cause we'll be in sight of land soon

Channel: Music
Uploaded: November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am
Author: bathsideboy

Length: 05:56
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Tags: Cabin-boy  Coffin  Essex  Mountain  Nantucket  Owen  Sleighride  Whaler  

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