Fifteen gentle spirits sailed from County Mayo way

To seek a bright new future on a chilly April day,

They danced and sang at Castlebar the night before they sailed

And none could have predicted what the hands of fate unveiled.

Annie Kelly’s eyes, they shined like diamonds on the sea

And sweet Annie McGowen's heart was pure and fancy free,

 A sailor told them proudly with a smirk upon his lips

“Don’t worry girls, ‘cause neither God nor man could sink this ship.”

But the band would soon be playing “Nearer My God to Thee”

As the devil took his bounty to the bottom of the sea,

Of the fifteen lads and colleens from County Mayo way

‘Twas just the Irish Annies who’d live to see the day.

Frantic stewards rushed the halls and called for all to go

And sent them racing to the deck from passageways below,

But other sailors held them back and kept them from the stairs

As half-filled lifeboats sailed away, they sank into their prayers.

Upper classes found their way to safety with their peers

But those below just held their breath and watched through bitter tears,

Yet fate would save the Annies as the liner did descend

But leave the others hand-in-hand to wait their tragic end.

And the band just kept on playing “Nearer My God to Thee”

Then they followed their Titanic to the bottom of the sea,

Of the fifteen lads and colleens from County Mayo way

'Twas just the Irish Annies who’d wake to see the day.