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They used to make them tall |
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Now there are no shipyards here at all |
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They used to dig for coal here |
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They used to scrape and crawl |
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Now there are no coalfields here at all |
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Chorus:Steelmen miners shipwrights and sailors |
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Steelmen miners shipwrights and sailors |
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We'll never see their like again |
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No more workers |
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It's gone the way of all good things |
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They used to forge their steel there |
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They'd sweat through every pore |
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Now there are no steel works anymore |
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They used to land their catch here |
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The silver darlings run |
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Ah but now the fishing is all gone |
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Tall masts would sail from shipyards"Pride of the Clyde" they'd say |
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Now all the ships have gone away |
