The Visitor Lyrics

INTRO: Em C Em C
The Visitor from Whitby Town
Was wrecked at Robin Hood's Bay
Their crew with a longboat, spied offshore
At the breaking of the day
Like Robin Hood, we no lifeboat had
No answer to their pleas
So the lifeboat men from Whitby Town
Did brave the raging seas
CHORUS:
N.C. C Em D
Two hundred men, eight miles through the snow
Taking nothing was there for granted
Using hope to their advantage
As they hauled
So when you're face to face with a desperate plight
Think about Henry Freeman's night
Could have written them off, could have stopped their flight
N.C. Em C Em C
But they never sought dawn
Those brave young men battling the seas
Were knocked back by raging gale
They had no chance of landing her
No point in setting sail
So they hauled their lifeboat onto the shore
Wet from all the spray
And they pulled that boat down to Scarborough Bow
Down to Robin Hood's Bay
CHORUS:
N.C. C Em D
Two hundred men, eight miles through the snow
Taking nothing was there for granted
Using hope to their advantage
As they hauled
So when you're face to face with a desperate plight
Think about Henry Freeman's night
Could have written them off, could have stopped their flight
N.C. Em C Em C
But they never sought dawn
From Whitby and from Robin Hood's Bay
The men came mountain roads
Shovelling through the snowdrifts as
They toiled across the moors
They lowered her down the steepest cliffs
Into the raging seas
And the brave men onboard battled through the surf
But this time wasn't to be
CHORUS:
N.C. C Em D
Two hundred men, eight miles through the snow
Taking nothing was there for granted
Using hope to their advantage
As they hauled
So when you're face to face with a desperate plight
Think about Henry Freeman's night
Could have written them off, could have stopped their flight
N.C. Em C Em C
But they never sought dawn
Back to the shore, a fresh cool wind
They launched back out to sea
With John Scouten guiding them
Through rocks and through debris
The Visitor's crew were saved
The peoples worked as one
So I drink to them and the families
To all that they have done
CHORUS:
N.C. C Em D
Two hundred men, eight miles through the snow
Taking nothing was there for granted
Using hope to their advantage
As they hauled
So when you're face to face with a desperate plight
Think about Henry Freeman's night
Could have written them off, could have stopped their flight
N.C. Em C Em C
But they never sought dawn
But they never sought dawn
But they never sought