Bonny ship "The Diamond"
The Diamond is a ship, me lads for the Davis Straits she's bound
and the quay is is all garnished with the bonny lasses 'round.
Captain Thompson gives the order, to sail the ocean wide,
where the sun it never sets, me 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 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.
Fore the rose will grow on Greenlands ice before we change our mind.
Here's a health to the resolution like wise the Eliza Swan.
Here' s a health to Battler of Montrose an 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 sweet hearts anoo.
It will be bright both day an night when the Greenlands lads come hame
our ship full up with oil, me lads, ans money to our name.
We make the cradles for to rock and the blankets for to tear
and ev'ry lass in Peterhead sing "Hush a bye, my dear.