Song of the Whale
[Verse 1]
The saddest sound I've ever heard
Is the song of the hump-backed whale
His moans and cries and his eerie sighs
Sing a sad familiar tale
For he sighs and blows as if he knows
His race is nearly run
And soon with all of his kind he'll fall
Beneath the whaler's gun

[Verse 2]
For every living thing on earth
Nature found a space
Each a living strand of a fragile plan
That can never be replaced
And not from need, but from wanton greed
Man has torn down nature's web
With greed possessed he will not rest
Till the last of the whales is dеad

[Verse 3]
In my mind's eye I can see them diе
As the whaler finds his mark
Hear the muffled boom of the cruel harpoon
As it blasts their lives apart
I see the flood of their rich dark blood
As it stains the ocean red
And that bloody green will not wash clean
Till the last of the whales is dead