Archie Fisher
Leave the land behind laddie there's better days to find
The companies have the money and they'll soon teach you the skills,
Greenfields far away laddie the Forties and the Bray
Be a mudman or a roustabout you'll soon learn how to drill
But who will tend the sheep when I'm far out o'er the deep
On the Neptun or the Sea Quest when the snow comes to the hills.
Leave the fishing trade laddie, there's money to be made
The hand-line and the Shetland yawl are from a bygone day
Come to Aberdeen laddie sights you've never seen
Be a welder on the pipeline or a fitter on Nigg Bay
But when the job is over and my boat rots on the shore
How will I feed my family when the companies move away.
There's harbours to be built laddie rigs to tow and tilt
To rest upon the ocean bed like plyons in the sea
Pipelines to be laid and a hundred different trades
That will give a decent living wage to the likes of you and me
I ken you're men of worth you're the best that's in the North
Not men of greed but men who need the work that comes your way
From Flotter to Kishorn a new industry is born
Now Peterhead and Cromarty will never be the same.