| Song | Sir William Gower |
| Artist | Fairport Convention |
| Album | Angel Delight |
| 作词 : Traditional | |
| I am a sailor, both stout and strong | |
| To a goodly vessel I do belong | |
| Well guard and anchored and well equipped | |
| Sir William Gower and a very fine ship | |
| Our captain in his cabin lay | |
| When a dreadful voice to him did say | |
| "This night with me in the deep you'll be | |
| So prepare yourself and your company" | |
| The sky grew dark and the sea grew still | |
| Bold men were fearful and the air was chill | |
| Sir William rose to meet his men | |
| Saying "Hear me now for I'll not speak again" | |
| "I loved my mother when she was alive | |
| And to my sister I gave babies five | |
| I killed my wife and her children three | |
| So I now must face what has come for me" | |
| "You'll lash a timber close to my side | |
| And throw me out on the water wide | |
| And if I swim then let me be | |
| But if I sink then pray for me" | |
| So we tied his head and we tied his feet | |
| And around his middle a winding sheet | |
| At every knot the sea did stir | |
| Grew ready for the murderer | |
| And then we saw his open grave | |
| The likeness of a single wave | |
| That swept our ship from her stern to her bow | |
| And bore away Sir William Gower |
| zuò cí : Traditional | |
| I am a sailor, both stout and strong | |
| To a goodly vessel I do belong | |
| Well guard and anchored and well equipped | |
| Sir William Gower and a very fine ship | |
| Our captain in his cabin lay | |
| When a dreadful voice to him did say | |
| " This night with me in the deep you' ll be | |
| So prepare yourself and your company" | |
| The sky grew dark and the sea grew still | |
| Bold men were fearful and the air was chill | |
| Sir William rose to meet his men | |
| Saying " Hear me now for I' ll not speak again" | |
| " I loved my mother when she was alive | |
| And to my sister I gave babies five | |
| I killed my wife and her children three | |
| So I now must face what has come for me" | |
| " You' ll lash a timber close to my side | |
| And throw me out on the water wide | |
| And if I swim then let me be | |
| But if I sink then pray for me" | |
| So we tied his head and we tied his feet | |
| And around his middle a winding sheet | |
| At every knot the sea did stir | |
| Grew ready for the murderer | |
| And then we saw his open grave | |
| The likeness of a single wave | |
| That swept our ship from her stern to her bow | |
| And bore away Sir William Gower |