Lyrics Bonnie Ship The Diamond - Roger McGuinn, Judy Collins

Bonnie Ship The Diamond

The Diamond is a ship, my lads, for the Davis Strait she’s bound
And the quay it is all garnished with bonny lasses 'round;
Captain Thompson gives the order to sail the ocean wide
Where the sun it never sets, my lads, no darkness dims the sky
So it’s cheer up my lads, let your hearts never fail
While the bonny ship, the Diamond, goes a-fishing 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 bonny 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 trouser o' the white and the jackets o' the blue
When we return to Peterhead, we’ll hae sweethearts anoo
It’ll be bricht both day and nicht when the Greenland lads come hame
Wi' a ship that’s fu' of 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»