Oh Captain My Captain

Oh Captain, my Captain

Our fearful trip is done

The ship has weathered every rack

The prize we sought is won

The port is near the bells

I hear the people all exulting

While follow eyes the steady keel

The vessel grim and daring

But oh heart, heart, heart

Oh the bleeding drops of red

Where on the deck my Captain lies

Fallen cold and dead

Oh Captain, my Captain

Rise up and hear the bells

Rise up for you the flag is flung

For you the bugle trills

For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths

For you the shores a-crowding

For you they call the swaying mass

Their eager faces turning

Here Captain, dear father

This arm beneath your head

It is some dream that on the deck

You've fallen cold and dead

My Captain does not answer

His lips are pale and still

My father does not feel my arm

He has no pulse nor will

The ship is anchored safe and sound

Its voyage closed and done

From fearful trip the victor ship

Comes in with object won

Exult oh shores and ring oh bells

But I with mournful tread

Walk the deck my Captain lies

Fallen cold and dead

Fallen cold and dead