Dear son come home from sea

Well, it's holiday time again and Mother has summoned me to the North of the country. With the excitement of lastnight's shout barely subsided I am away for a break. However, I holiday safe in the knowledge that for as long as Swanage Lifeboat crew are poised for duty, Collies of Dorset are safe.

My dear old mother wrote to me
Go down, you blood red roses, Go down
Oh, son, dear son come home from sea
Go down, you blood red roses, Go down

Oh, you pinks and posies
Go down, you blood red roses, Go down
(Traditional)