Unknown Sailor

Making his way down to Portsmouth from London
He met three young men in the cold
A kind-hearted man, he broke bread with the strangers
But oh how the night would unfold
As darkness closed in and the path was deserted
The strangers' intent was to kill
They stripped him, and robbed him, and sliced the man's throat
And left him to die on the hill

It's the tale of the Unknown Sailor
Remembered for how he was killed
And cursed be the man who dares wander alone
With the ghosts of Hindhead hill

Their crime soon discovered, swift justice was sought
For the innocent man they betrayed
As sun rose before them, the butchers were captured
A life for a life must be paid
As a warning to all who would dare pass that way
The strangers were hung up in chains
Left there to starve and to rot on the hillside
Their bonds till this day still remain

It's the tale of the Unknown Sailor
Remembered for how he was killed
And cursed be the man who dares wander alone
With the ghosts of Hindhead hill

Hundreds of years may have passed since that night
But the curse on that land shall not fail
The rattling of chains can be heard through the night
And a soft, yet tormented soul's wail

It's the tale of the Unknown Sailor
Remembered for how he was killed
And cursed be the man who dares wander alone
With the ghosts of Hindhead hill
Tale of the Unknown Sailor
Remembered for how he was killed
And cursed be the man who dares wander alone
Cursed be the man who dares wander alone
Cursed be the man who dares wander alone
With the ghosts of Hindhead hill



Credits
Writer(s): Liz Parker
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