Naval Officer Lord Jack Sparrow 1965-2005
Died serving in the British Navy. Ship was docked in the Bahamas and was attacked. Surprise attack by Terrorists. Officer Sparrow saved many lives (including hundreds on a cruise ship nearby) by taking action against the terrorist.
Songwriters Roger Whitaker/Ronald Arthur Webster
There's a ship lies rigged and ready in the harbor
Tomorrow for old England she sails
Far away from your land of endless sunshine
To my land full of rainy skies and gales
And I shall be aboard that ship tomorrow
Though my heart is full of tears at this farewell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
I've heard there's a wicked war a-blazing
And the taste of war I know so very well
Even now I see the foreign flag a-raising
Their guns on fire as we sail into hell
I have no fear of death, it brings no sorrow
But how bitter will be this last farewell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
Though death and darkness gather all about me
My ship be torn apart upon the seas
I shall smell again the fragrance of these islands
And the heaving waves that brought me once to thee
And should I return home safe again to England
I shall watch the English mist roll through the dale
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
For you are beautiful, I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
The Anglican Church in London was filed with mourners including the Queen, Prince Charles, the Prime Minister and other officials. This was a song that Jack Sparrow had first heard when he was about ten years old. He loved this song. Bought the record and played it over and over again much to the dismay of his parents. He continued to do so even into adulthood. His wife and three children rolled their eyes when they heard this song. Now they were all sitting in the church sobbing. Many sitting in the church were those who had survived the attack. Some were still recovering from their physical wounds but were well enough to attend the funeral.
There were also hundreds of people in the Anglican Churches in Freeport and Nassau. They had come to pay their respect to a man who had saved thousands of life by alerting people of the danger. This had cost him his own life.
What was quite ironic was back in the late 18th century, his ancestor Captain Jack Sparrow was a wanted criminal by the British Crown. In the last 250 years or so, the Sparrow name had been transformed from criminal to respectable.