I've really done it the noo!
Banged ma hands up, Flo
Just came frae Doc McCurdy's
And he said they had tae gae
Though I'm nae a careless man
I always worked tae fast
And many's the good job quickly done
When I think aboot ma past
Four bairns those hands hae raised
And I'd like tae raise four more
Tae sing them songs o ships at sea
When winter hools roond the door
And how will I know a good man
If I cannae shake his hand?
O', ma heart's oot on the water
And ma boots are in the sand
Flo, how will I hoist ma cup
When I wants tae quench ma thirst?
How will I reef ma sails
When the heavens start tae burst?
Even if I lost ma foot
I'd be nae man tae beg
I'd cut meself a timber
And carve a braw fine peg
Ma splicing days are done
Ma pipe ye'll hae tae fill
Ach, Flo, I'm thinking I'm for a walk
Fetch ma young man Bill
Braw Bill remember all I've teached
But son, dinna live like me
Remember the woman who bore ye forth
And always respect the sea
Three bonnie sisters ye hae
And I love them like the spray
Be keeping your eyes clapped on
That they dinna gae astray
I'm leaving the noo, ma lad
Tae walk aboot thae moor
But ye'll hear ma tunes o ships at sea
When winter hools roond your door
-1970's North Vancouver, B.C.