The Fishing Days

歌詞

I can see the boats at Mallaig, from Lewis and the Clyde Low down in the water, to the harbour with the tide I can see 'The Horse' and Sammy from the 'Stormdrift' at the dawn With a hundred cran of herring, but the fishing days are gone They ploughed the sea and they reaped the silver corn There were hard days and bitter ways to greet the frosty dawn They ploughed the sea and they reaped the silver corn They made hard lives and bitter wives, but the fishing days are gone As a boy I used to watch them as they fished the Arran shore On calm and peaceful summer nights, then next day home once more And when winter winds were howling and the world lay still and warm They were out there on the water, now the fishing days are gone They ploughed the sea and they reaped the silver corn There were hard days and bitter ways to greet the frosty dawn They ploughed the sea and they reaped the silver corn They made hard lives and bitter wives, but the fishing days are gone Now the big ships sweep the ocean from Shetland down to Spain The drifter and the ring-net, we will never see again The smoking sheds lie empty and the 'Stormdrift's' days are done The herring ships are over and the fishing days are gone They ploughed the sea and they reaped the silver corn There were hard days and bitter ways to greet the frosty dawn They ploughed the sea and they reaped the silver corn They made hard lives and bitter wives, but the fishing days are gone They ploughed the sea and they reaped the silver corn There were hard days and bitter ways to greet the frosty dawn They ploughed the sea and they reaped the silver corn They made hard lives and bitter wives, but the fishing days are gone Hard lives and bitter wives, but the fishing days are gone