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The Bonnie Ship THE DIAMOND

Oh the Diamond is a ship, me lads
From he Davis Straits she's bound,
And the quay is all a-garnishèd
with bonny lassies round.
Cpt.Thompson gives the order
for to sail the ocean wide
where the sun it never sets me lads
Nor darkness fills the tide.

Ref:
Chear up me lads
Let your hearts never fail
When the bonny ship, the Diamond
Goes a-fishing for the whale.

Here's a health to the Resolution
Likewise the Eliza Swan
Here's a health to the Battle of Montrose
And the Diamond ship of fame.
we wear the trousers of the white
and the jackets of the blue.
When we return to Peterhead
We'll ha sweethearts eno'.

Alang the quay at Petershead
the lassies stand around
with their shawls all pulled around their heads
and the salt tears running down.
But don't you weep my bonny lass
When you be left behind,
for the rose would grow on Greeland's ice
before we change our minds.

It will be bricht baith day and night
when the Greenlands lads come hame
with a ship that's full of oil me lads
and money to your name.
We'll make the cradles for to rock
and the blankets for to tear
and every lass in Peterhead
sing hush-a bye my dear.



Out of my shameful failure and loss, Jesus, I come; Jesus, I come. Into the glorious gain of Thy cross, Jesus, I come to Thee. Out of earth's sorrows into Thy balm, Out of life's storms and into Thy calm, Out of distress to jubilant psalm, Jesus, I come to Thee.
- Sleeper, William True (1819-1904)