In the town of Lunenburg, down Nova Scotia way,

In 1921 on a windy day,

A sailing ship was born; Bluenose was her name.

You'll never see her kind again.

Bluenose, the ocean knows her name;

Sailors know how proud a ship was she.

Bluenose, leaning in the wind,

Racing ev'ry wave on the sea.

Her hull was long and black, her sails were snowy white;

She looked just like a young bird in flight.

And,from the very first, the Bluenose loved to run;

She loved the smell of sea and sun.

Bluenose, the ocean knows her name;

Sailors know how proud a ship was she.

Bluenose, leaning in the wind,

Racing ev'ry wave on the sea.

For twenty-five long years she ruled the northern sea,

Riding like a queen on the tide.

But in the Caribbean, one dark andstormy day,

She ran upon a reef and died.

Bluenose, the ocean knows her name;

Sailors know how proud a ship was she.

Bluenose, leaning in the wind,

Racing ev'ry wave on the sea.

Now, just the other day, down Nova Scotia way,

In Lunenburg they christened a new ship

Just like the old Bluenose, down to the very name.

The Bluenose lives and sails again!

Bluenose, the ocean knows her name;

Sailors know how proud a ship was she.

Bluenose, leaning in the wind,

Racing ev'ry wave on the sea.

Bluenose, the ocean knows her name;

Sailors know how proud a ship was she.

Bluenose, leaning in the wind,

Racing ev'ry wave on the sea.