Ballad of Bowser MacRae Lyrics

One of the most interesting people I have met on my
travels, Greg (Bowser) MacRae was the third mate on the
MV Algoville.

(June 4, 2005. MV Algoville, Lake Superior)

I was born in Cape Breton
Born by the sea
By the Seal Island bridge
In sweet Boularderie
But by age seventeen
There was nothing for me
So I headed for Thorold
Washed up on the beach

I slept in the Jungle
Lived hard, took a fall
'Til I found myself standing
At the SIU hall
And with nothing to stay for
No kids and no wife
I signed on that morning
For the rest of my life

My back it was strong
And that strength never failed
Up the Detroit River
On the Ferndale I sailed

And now I am married
To the woman I love
She's a gift I was given
From Heaven above
And I call every morning
And I call every night
She's all I ever wanted
The love of my life

Tonight down the line
I heard my boy say
Daddy I miss you
More every day
But when I hear your voice
Then I feel alright
I love you Daddy
Good luck and good night

And now in the evening
When we talk on the phone
He says I love you Daddy
When you coming back home

I was born in Cape Breton
Born by the sea
By the Seal Island bridge
In sweet Boularderie