Bonnie Ship The Diamond

The Diamond is a ship, m’lads,
for the Davis Straight she’s bound.
And 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 m’lads
nor darkness dims the sky.

Chorus:
And it’s cheer up m’lads! Let your hearts never fail,
The Bonny ship the Diamond goes a fishing for the whale!

Upon the quay at Peterhead,
the lasses gather ‘round.
With their shawls all pulled about them
and the salt tears running down.

Now don’t you cry my bonnie lass
though you’ll be left behind.
For the rose will grow on Greenland’s ice
before I’ve changed my mind!

Here’s a health to the "Reschation",
likewise the "Eliza Dame"
Here’s a health to the "Rattler" 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 anew!

It’ll be bright both day and night,
when the Greenland lads return,
With a ship that’s full of oil m’lads
and moneys for to burn!

We’ll make the cradle for to rock
and the blankets for to tear,
And every lass in Peterhead
will sing "Hush-a-bye my dear!"