They sailed away in that gallant bark Roy Neal and his fair young bride They had ventured all on that bounding shipp That danced on the silv'ry tide And his heart was young and his spirit light As he kissed her tears away And they watched the shore retreat from sight Of their own sweet Dublin bay Three days they sailed when the storm arose And the lightning swept the deep And the thunderclaps broke the short repose Of the weary sailors' sleep Roy Neal, he clasped his weeping bride And he kissed her tears away "Oh, love, 'twas a fearful hour," he cried "When we left sweet Dublin Bay." On the crowded deck of that doomed ship Some fell into deep despair And some more calm with a holier heart Sought the god of the storm in prayer "She has struck a rock," the sailors cried In a breath of wild dismay And the ship went down with the fair young bride That left from Dublin bay They sailed away on that gallant bark Roy Neal and his gay young bride They had ventured all on that bounding shipp That danced on the silvery tide And his heart was young and his spirit light As he kissed her tears away And they watched the shore retreat from sight Of their own sweet Dublin bay