All songs copyright Matthew Mutch, Dark Pilgrim Music, 2012.  All Rights Reserved.

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Today I saw John Torrington

rise up from the ground

and float above the icy shores

of Lancaster Sound

And when I tried to speak to him

he would not make a sound

he must have lost his voice somewhere

inside the frozen ground,  the cursed frozen ground


Today I saw John Torrington

and the gleam in his youthful eyes

It seemed to ask “Oh Captain, why

did I have to die? ”

and since I answered truthfully

Our eyes would not stay dry

“John, my boy, I’d tell you now

if only I knew why, and I really don‘t know why”


Today I saw John Torrington

alive in Terror Bay

He was kneeling on the frozen deck

as if begging me to stay

“Go back to Beechey, John ”  I said

“This aint no holiday,

north and south and east and west

the ice has blocked our way, completely blocked our way”


Tonight I saw John Torrington

He was looking for my grave

crawling on his hands and knees,

But his searching was in vain

for when I tried to call to him

I could not make a sound

I guess I  lost my voice somewhere

Inside the frozen ground, in the cursed frozen ground



Today I saw John Torrington

Tonight I saw John Torrington

I know I saw John Torrington

John Torrington