O CAPTAIN my Captain our fearful trip is done
The ship has weather’d every rack the prize we sought is won
The port is near, the bells I hear the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel the vessel grim and daring
But O heart! heart! heart
O the bleeding drops of red
Where on the deck my Captain lies
Fallen cold and dead

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still
My father does not feel my arm he has no pulse nor will
The ship is anchor’d safe and sound its voyage closed and done
From fearful trip the victor ship, comes in with object won
Exult, O shes and ring O bells
But I with mournful tread
Walk the deck my Captain lies
Fallen cold and dead