Old Ironsides' Prevailed

On morning's tide she slipped her lines
And ran her colors high.
A century gone since last unfurled
Those sails against the sky.
No hero's blood will spill today.
No foe lie still and paled.
Her cannons sound in joyous roar.
Old Ironsides has sailed.

Her timbers sing a glad refrain,
Against the surging wave.
The memory of a distant past,
Now rescued from the grave.
Her bowsprit springs to life again,
Awakened in the spray.
She grasps the wind with eager arms,
By God, she's underway!

To dwell again in Neptune's realm
And dance amid the foam,
To brave the mighty deep once more
And safely turn to home,
Defying death yet once again,
Her name, she's never failed,
She'll sail into eternity,
Old Ironsides' prevailed.

© , August 1997

Written in celebration of the USS Constitution's first voyage under sail in 100 years.