Fiddler's Green - Bonnie Ship "The Diamond"

"The Diamond" is a ship, me lads,

For the Davis Straits she's bound.

And the quay it is all garnished

With bonnie lassies round.

Captain Thompson gives the order

To sail the ocean wide,

Where the sun it never sets, me lads,

Nor darkness dims the sky.

And it's cheer up, me lads,

Let your hearts never fail,

For the bonnie ship "The Diamond"

Goes a-fishing for the whale.

Along the quay at Peterhead

The lassies stand around,

Wi' their shawls all pulled about them

And the salt tears runnin' down.

Oh don't you weep, my bonnie lass,

Though you be left behind.

For the rose will grow on Greenland's ice,

Before we change our mind.

Here's a health to "The Resolution",

Likewise the "Eliza Swan".

Here's a health to the "Battler 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 have sweethearts anoo.