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No-One Left but Me

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For generations past, there's been fishing in our blood Since the days of the drifters and the sails They sailed from out of Buckie and they sailed from Peterhead To catch the herring and to fight the gales The Zulu was a bonny boat, she carried net and line Hard working, but trim and fair of form Before the steam and diesel broke the peace and filled the air She'd fly like an eagle on the storm Now there's no one left but me Going fishing on the sea And it won't be very long 'til I am gone There was a time when you could walk for half a mile On the decks in the harbour down below The boat they called The Handsome was my granddad's pride and joy And his time was the best we'll ever know When war was on the sea, The Handsome sailed to Scapa Flow They commandeered the boat and all the men No more she'd carry herring, she was moving shells and guns And granddad never owned a boat again Now there's no one left but me Going fishing on the sea And it won't be very long 'til I am gone I only ever thought that I would join my father's crew I was proud to be the next son to go But the fishing in my blood, it was never in my heart Now fishing is the only thing I know And now they're catching fish with a purse that's miles wide They've got machines to suck them from the sea For once they've caught their ain fish, they go right on catching mine And very soon they'll put an end to me Now there's no one left but me Going fishing on the sea And it won't be very long 'til I am gone Now there's no one left but me Going fishing on the sea And it won't be very long 'til I am gone

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