It is to us forever our duty to relay
With pride our tale of courage on the Isles that fateful day.
September 1838 she battled through the storm
for others she risked her life in the early hours of morn.

Gracie is the 'darling' of the north- shall ever be...
Oh Gracie oh our Darling our angel of the sea.

'Forfarshire' had carried folk, or so the story goes.
It smashed up on Big Harcar Rock where the leeside water flows.
With courageous hearts and fighting fear they rowed the coble out,
And rescued nine from broken bow before she turned about

Gracie is the 'darling' of the north- will ever be...
Oh Gracie oh our Darling our angel of the sea.

So all of this brought to her fame much to her dismay
She only wanted a simple life and wished they'd go away
She was showered with gifts of gratitude and a lifestyle of the best
Which caused her great discomfort she craved for time to rest.

Twas only four years later and she still oh so young
Her life was taken from us no fairness to be done
The Islands rise in glory in memory of our lass.
Her name in hearts forever and ever as times pass

Gracie is the 'darling' of the north- forever be...
Oh Gracie oh our Darling our angel of the sea.



© D Heckels