Run, Come See, Jerusalem - The Weavers

It was in nineteen hundred and twenty nine,

Run come see, I remember that day pretty well,

Nineteen hundred and twenty nine

Run come see, Jerusalem.

My God, they were talkin' 'bout a storm in the islands,

Run come see, my God, what a beautiful morning

They were talkin' 'bout a storm in the islands

Run come see, Jerusalem

My God, there were three sails leavin' out the harbor

Run come see, there’s mothers and children on board

They were bound for the island of Andros

Run come see, Jerusalem

My God, they were the Ethel and the Myrtle and the Pretoria,

Run come see, and the Myrtle was bound for Fresh Creek

The Ethel was bound for Spanish Creek,

Run come see, Jerusalem

My God, the Pretoria was alone on the ocean,

Run come see, dashing from side to side in the waves

The Pretoria was alone on the ocean,

Run come see, Jerusalem

My God, then a big sea built up on the starboard

Run come see, My God, the wind and the waves

Well, a big sea built up on the starboard

Run come see, Jerusalem

My God, then the first sea hit the Pretoria

Run come see, and children come a-grabbing for their mothers

When the first sea hit the Pretoria

Run come see, Jerusalem

My God, well, it sent her head down to the bottom

Run come see, and the captain come a-grabbing for the tiller,

When it sent her head down to the bottom,

Run come see, Jerusalem

My God, there were thirty-three souls on the water

Run come, see, swimming and praying to their Daniel, God

There were thirty-three souls on the water

Run come see, Jerusalem

My God, now George Brown he was the captain

Run come see, My God, he shouted «Children come pray

Come and witness your judgment»

Run come see, Jerusalem