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BANKS OF THE CLYDE Cho: There's grass now growin' where an empire stood Flowers on the banks o' the Clyde Tall trees stand now wi' their leafy boughs And there's salmon swimmin' in wi' the tide A million men a million jobs, Their hammers ringin' out in the dawn And the cranes rose high tae the morning sky Before all the work was gone The shipyards lined the length o' the toon, It's fame was known world-wide For the finest boats on the seas afloat Were stamped 'Made on the Clyde' The shipyard barons turned the green tae black With the sweat of the workers toil They didn't give a damn that this pleasant land Was a wealth that they shouldn't spoil The fish in the river couldn't swim any more, Pollution was the word that was used But the blackened slums and the burnt oil drums Showed a city that had been abused Aye there she stood, a dear green place, Before all the indutry came, Then a town of steel and the great pit-wheel, The circle turns round again For Glasgow now is a greenpeace dream That millions can enjoy But amongst the hosts you'll find the shipyard ghosts, The ranks of the un-employed @boat @industry filename[ BANKCLYD JNZ Feb07 |
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