Three Score And Ten Traditional 
And it's three score and ten boys and men Were lost from Grimsby Town From Yarmouth down to Scarborough Many hundreds more were drowned Their herring craft and their trawlers Their fishing smacks as well Alone they fight the bitter night And battle with the swell 
Me thinks I see a host of craft Spreading their sails alee As down the Humber they do steer Bound for the great North Sea Me thinks I see a wee small craft And crew with hearts so brave They go to earn their daily bread Upon the restless waves 
And it's three score and ten boys and men Were lost from Grimsby Town From Yarmouth down to Scarborough Many hundreds more were drowned Their herring craft and their trawlers Their fishing smacks as well Alone they fight the bitter night And battle with the swell 
Me thinks I see them yet again As they leave this land behind Casting their nets into the sea The herring shoals to find Me thinks I see them yet again And they're safe on board alright With their sails close reefed Their decks washed clean And their sidelights burning bright 
And it's three score and ten boys and men Were lost from Grimsby Town From Yarmouth down to Scarborough Many hundreds more were drowned Their herring craft and their trawlers Their fishing smacks as well Alone they fight the bitter night And battle with the swell 
October's night brought such a sight 'Twas never seen before There were yards of masts and broken spars Washed up upon the shore There was many a heart of sorrow There was many a heart so brave There was many a true and noble lad To find a watery grave 
And it's three score and ten boys and men  

Irish Song Lyrics 
from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
Were lost from Grimsby Town From Yarmouth down to Scarborough Many hundreds more were drowned Their herring craft and their trawlers Their fishing smacks as well Alone they fight the bitter night And battle with the swell