"The Diamond" is a ship, my lads,
For the Davis Strait we're bound.
The quay it is all garnished
With bonnie lasses 'round.
Captain Thompson gives the order
To sail the ocean wide,
Where the sun it never sets, my lads,
Nor darkness dims the sky.
For it's cheer up, my lads,
Let your hearts never fail,
For the bonnie ship "The Diamond"
Goes a-hunting for the whale.
Along the quay at Peterhead
The lasses stand aroon,
Wi' their shawls all pulled around them
And the saut tears runnin' doon.
Don't you weep, my bonnie wee lass,
Though you be left behind.
For the rose will grow on Greenland's ice,
Before we change our mind.
For it's cheer up, my lads,
Let your hearts never fail,
For the bonnie ship "The Diamond"
Goes a-hunting for the whale.
Here's a health to the "Resolution",
Likewise the "Eliza Swan".
Three cheers for the "Battler of Montrose",
And "The Diamond", ship of fame.
We wear the trousers o' the white,
The jackets o' the blue.
When we get back to Peterhead,
We'll hae sweethearts enou'.
For it's cheer up, my lads,
Let your hearts never fail,
For the bonnie ship "The Diamond"
Goes a-hunting for the whale.
It will be bright both day and night,
When the Greenland lads come hame.
Our ship full up with oil, my lads,
And money to our name.
We'll make the cradles for to rock,
And the blankets for to tear.
And every lass in Peterhead sing
"Hushabye, my dear".
For it's cheer up, my lads,
Let your hearts never fail,
For the bonnie ship "The Diamond"
Goes a-hunting for the whale.
For it's cheer up, my lads,
Let your hearts never fail,
For the bonnie ship "The Diamond"
Goes a-hunting for the whale.