Wolfstone - No Tie Ups lyrics

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Fishermen don't put your boats

out to sea there's a storm on the rise.

The tide's on the turn and the wind's come

away there's turmoil ahead in the sky

it could be a day or a week or an

age as we wait for the gale to come

round there's mouths to be fed

and there's bills to be paid

before we return to the ground

All along the key at Peterhead,

the lassies stand around

Wae their shawls aw poo'd aboot them,

and their sawt tears runnin' doon

Oh don't you weep my bonnie lass

though you be left behind

For the rose will grow on Greenland's

ice before we change your mind

All along the key at Peterhead,

the lassies stand around

Wae their shawls aw poo'd aboot them,

and their sawt tears runnin' doon

Oh don't you weep my bonnie lass

though you be left behind

For the rose will grow on Greenland's

ice before we change your mind

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Roll the ocean, roll the sea

Roll the ocean, roll the sea

Living's not easy with quotas cut

down and prices so low on the key

To sell up and move on could be the

best way if we knew more than life on the sea

As the trawlers have all got their satcom

and sonar it's hard toil with hauler and creel

And the smaller boats forced into trecharous waters the inner lochs long ago gleened

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The ocean's a safe place for each man and all

if treated with care and respect But with

tie-ups and curfews enforced in more sectors

you've got to chance fate on the decks

Captain and crew are all one and the

same when it comes down to sharing the pay

For the harder your toil and the longer your

steam the more chance of taking a wage.

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