I like all his songs, i love Northwest Passage a cappella

I haven’t heard or sung this song in years, long before leaving Montreal. I cannot believe the emotion it evokes. I can’t recall having ever seen this video before and so glad I continued scrolling !! I sang this in “Galway to Gros Île” back in 1998(?). That French verse is still so memorable. This needs to be played more often in Montreal, loud & clear. Ohhh I’ll be replaying this over & over !!! Thank you, Brendan & Dave, for this piece of magic !🫶🏼

This song helped me through a bad divorce

Acadian is different than Canadian

the beginning is one of the best bits of a song ever

Are there any instances in Canadian history of a woman named Mary Ellen Carter marrying a man named Edmund Fitzgerald?

Love this song, southern California born New York raised but a Newfoundlander in my heart

Whisky

RIP Stan Rogers (1949-1983) A victim of smoke inhalation onboard Air Canada Flight 797 after it safely landed at Cincinnati/Northern Kentucky International Airport, Boone County, Kentucky due to an in-flight fire.

Gotta kiss moose now. Cod gone lol

I used to sing this all the time in grade 6 choir six years ago. I couldn't remember the name of the song, or how it went; all I could remember was that it was about a boy named Sonny and his mom. So after some googling I ended up here. The second I heard the first two words it all came back, and I started belting out the song.

I grew up in Oklahoma listening to "red dirt" songs that told similar stories. This sort of music will never die.

I remember meeting him years ago at a Folk Music Festival,wonderful man and his concert was excellent,he left this world way too soon but his wonderful music lives on

She went down last October in a pouring driving rain. The skipper, he’d been drinking and the Mate, he felt no pain. Too close to Three Mile Rock, and she was dealt her mortal blow, And the Mary Ellen Carter settled low. There were just us five aboard her when she finally was awash. We’d worked like hell to save her, all heedless of the cost. And the groan she gave as she went down, it caused us to proclaim That the Mary Ellen Carter would rise again. Well, the owners wrote her off; not a nickel would they spend. “She gave twenty years of service, boys, then met her sorry end. But insurance paid the loss to us, so let her rest below.” Then they laughed at us and said we had to go. But we talked of her all winter, some days around the clock, She’s worth a quarter million, afloat and at the dock. And with every jar that hit the bar, we swore we would remain And make the Mary Ellen Carter rise again. Rise again, rise again, that her name not be lost To the knowledge of men. All those who loved her best and were with her till the end Will make the Mary Ellen Carter rise again. All spring, now, we’ve been with her on a barge lent by a friend. Three dives a day in hard hat suit and twice I’ve had the bends. Thank God it’s only sixty feet and the currents here are slow Or I’d never have the strength to go below. But we’ve patched her rents, stopped her vents, dogged hatch and porthole down. Put cables to her, ‘fore and aft and girded her around. Tomorrow, noon, we hit the air and then take up the strain. And make the Mary Ellen Carter rise again. Rise again, rise again, that her name not be lost To the knowledge of men. All those who loved her best and were with her till the end Will make the Mary Ellen Carter rise again. For we couldn’t leave her there, you see, to crumble into scale. She’d saved our lives so many times, living through the gale And the laughing, drunken rats who left her to a sorry grave They won’t be laughing in another day. . . And you, to whom adversity has dealt the final blow With smiling bastards lying to you everywhere you go Turn to, and put out all your strength of arm and heart and brain And like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again. Rise again, rise again - though your heart it be broken And life about to end No matter what you’ve lost, be it a home, a love, a friend. Like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again, rise again, rise again! Though your heart it be broken And life about to end No matter what you’ve lost, be it a home, a love, a friend. Like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again.

My cousin Rebecca frome Newfoundland, sent me this song when my daughter was born and told me to make sure she knows her roots. I listen to this with my daughter now on repeat when im up in he middle of the Night with her and we both love it. Thankyou Rebecca ❤

Had he lived he’d be up there with Lightfoot in the annals of Canadian song….

Garner's fiddle...

I hate the bastards that made the ship sink

Make the Mary Ellen Carter rise😊 again

I never even knew there was such a song! I'm following a GenX group on fb and they said to post a song wirh your name in it. So, thinking my whole life there was never going to be a song with my name in it, i just Googled out of curiosity. And, lo & behold...there it was!😃 And, i absolutely LOVE it! 🙏🙏🙏And, reading some of the comments...wow!🔥🙏❤️

Brilliant !! I'm gonna put this on my set list, this is really well put together and sung ! lv it ...

The man who wrote this song used it to win his job back after being fired as a scaler. I find that beautiful

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One of my friends was in a terrible car crash a few days ago, and has been on life support since. The descision has been made to switch off his machines. This song helped. No matter what youve lost, be it a home, a love, a friend, loke the mary ellen carter rise again.

I saw Stan Rogers some fifty years ago at Campbell's Coffee House in Hamilton, Ontario. Then I saw him at the Groaning Board in Toronto where he recorded Between the Breaks live. I have progressing multiple sclerosis and sometimes it is a struggle. This song gives me courage when I just can't seem to climb the wherewithal to keep climbing that mountain. Every time I hear it, there are tears in my eyes.

Stan Rogers Folk Festival, Canso N.S.

So unfortunate that here in Canada we sometimes fail to appreciate and embrace our homegrown talent. I'm from Ontario and really had not heard of Ron. We get so bombarded by stuff out of the states we often never have a chance to hear our own wonderful talent.

Here's to Nova Scotia. 🍻

I'm a Newfie living far away from home... Here is a message I just sent to a loved one " I think back to the rocking chair in Nan's place. The warmth of the stove, the calm quiet. The air outside so still and yet the ocean softly laping at the shore's smooth stones. Sonny's dream comes to mind"

Classic.

Man, I love this song - makes me feel like an ancient mariner on the high seas everytime I hear it

Just discovered this song and Ron. Such a beautiful, bittersweet song and the music and Ron’s voice is so clean, so crystal clear

In the Valdy and McGinty versions of this song I always hear “You can take off your sneakers and give a grace” instead of “You can take off your sneakers and give up the race”

They always get half.

Not just extraordinary songwriting, and singing, but incredible band, arrangement and even more incredible production. A masterpiece.

Verse 1] There is a young maiden who lives all alone She lives all alone on the shore-o There's nothin' she can find to comfort her mind But to roam all alone on the shore shore shore But to roam all alone on the shore [Verse 2] T'was of the young captain who sailed the salt sea Let the wind blow high blow loow "I will die, I will die" the young captain did cry If I don't have that maid on the shore shore shore If I don't have that maid on the shore [Verse 3] Well I have lots of silver I have lots of gold I have lots of costly ware-o I'll divide I'll divide with my jolly ship's crew If they row me that maid on the shore shore shore If they row me that maid on the shore [Verse 4] After much persuasion they got her aboard Let the wind blow high blow loow They replaced her away in his cabin below Here's adieu to all sorrow and care care care Here's adieu to all sorrow and care [Verse 5] They replaced her away in his cabin below Let the wind blow high blow loow She's so pretty and neat she's so sweet and complete She sung captain and sailors to sleep sleep sleep She sung captain and sailors to sleep [Verse 6] Then she robbed him o' silver she robbed him o' gold She robbed him o' costly ware-o Then took his broadsword instead of an oar And paddled her way to the shore shore shore And paddled her way to the shore [Verse 7] "Well me men must be crazy me men must be mad Me men must be deep in despair-o For to let you away from my cabin so gay And to paddle your way to the shore shore shore And to paddle your way to the shore" [Verse 8] "Well your men was not crazy your men was not mad Your men was not deep in despair-o I deluded your sailors as well as yourself I'm a maiden again on the shore shore shore I'm a maiden again on the shore" [Verse 1] Well, there is a young maiden she lives all alone She lives all alone on the shore-o There's nothin' she can find to comfort her mind But to roam all alone on the shore shore shore But to roam all alone on the shore

such a beautiful east coast song

I love it !! ❤

Certified hood classic

it never unambiguously says that she does see the sky again, but it's implied that, as long as we keep surviving, and we maintain hope, that she surfaces alongside our hope and determination

Awesome song

My dad moved up from Halifax before I was born two Ontario so every time I hear a Stan Rogers song, especially one about the ocean I just cry because as he wants said, I feel more than Kiera did I do better in Ontario like him I was born and raised in Ontario but that’s my home

Born and raised in Change islands Newfoundland. Looking forward to going back in retirement at the end of the year. If you are from the Rock 🪨 it never leaves you.

She went down last October in a pouring, driving rain The skipper, he'd been drinking, and the mate, he felt no pain Too close to Three Mile Rock and she was dealt her mortal blow And the Mary Ellen Carter settled low There was just us five aboard her when she finally was awash We'd worked like hell to save her, all heedless of the cost And the groan she gave as she went down, it caused us to proclaim That the Mary Ellen Carter would rise again! Well, the owners wrote her off, not a nickel would they spend "She gave twenty years of service boys, then met her sorry end But insurance paid the loss to us, so let her rest below!" Then they laughed at us and said we had to go But we talked of her all winter, some days around the clock She's worth a quarter million afloat and at the dock And with every jar that hit the bar, we swore we would remain And make the Mary Ellen Carter rise again! Rise again, rise again! Let her name not be lost to the knowledge of men Oh, those who loved her best and were with her till the end Will make the Mary Ellen Carter rise again! All spring now we've been with her on a barge lent by a friend Three dives a day in a hardhat suit, and twice I've had the bends Thank God it's only sixty feet and the currents here are slow Or I'd never have the strength to go below But we've patched her rents, stopped her vents, dogged hatch and porthole down Put cables to her fore and aft and girded her around Tomorrow noon we hit the air, and then take up the strain And make the Mary Ellen Carter rise again! Rise again, rise again! Let her name not be lost to the knowledge of men Oh, those who loved her best and were with her till the end Will make the Mary Ellen Carter rise again! For we couldn't leave her there, you see, to crumble into scale She'd saved our lives so many times, living through the gale And the laughing, drunken rats who left her to a sorry grave They won't be laughing in another day And you, to whom adversity has dealt the final blow With smiling bastards lying to you everywhere you go Turn to, and put out all your strength of arm, and heart, and brain And like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again! Rise again, rise again! Though your heart, it be broken, or life about to end No matter what you've lost, be it a home, a love, a friend Like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again! Rise again, rise again! Though your heart, it be broken, or life about to end No matter what you've lost, be it a home, a love, a friend Like the Mary Ellen Carter, rise again!

gets the blood pumping. what a song

My grandmother's only son moved away when he was young, and essentially never came back. He visited a handful of times in the last 6 decades, and while she was dying she begged that he would come home to see her one last time. He didn't. This song has very special meaning to me.😢

Was in goosebay cleaning up fuel ⛽️ when he passed ...got me through 100 days from home! Gotta love war contamination! Sleep well prayers 🙏 with family!

It's never really clear in the lyrics: did they indeed successfully raise the ship to sail it again to fish from it??

Heard this on CBC radio today. Now we want to visit and lay watching the gulls dance to this magnificent voice as our guide. Our hearts belong to the Atlantic North.💗💗💗

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