Lighthouse Keeper

Towering over
With its powerful beaming light
It could be seen for miles
It was so bright

Operated by an old sea captain
Old man Magee
He never had a wife
His mistress was the sea

He didn't have much money
His diet was fish and bread
He took pride in his Lighthouse
Warning sailors of the dangers ahead

Old and wise
The mysterious type
With a long white beard
Always smoking a pipe

And when he passed of old age
His spirit may have been free
But his soul was still in the house
Watching over the sea