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From the loins of a fisherman |
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From the harbour of crail he went sailing |
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And his first born son left the rolling sea |
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Went into the earth to make his living |
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No light of the sun did he ever see |
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And the coal it broke and scarred him |
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And in his heart was the chilling fear |
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That same day the mine would take him |
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But far freedom's fight in the h.l.i. |
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On a foreign field he was taken |
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And the pension left in his daughter's hand |
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Had to love and feed the children |
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Oh caledonia |
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Caledonia |
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Oh caledonia |
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She quartered at a rose street inn |
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She favoured the capitals gentlemen |
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And from shame she saved the family name |
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Made a husband of a lover |
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From their union come a rhyming man |
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With his band he crossed the oceon |
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And the pride of caledonio |
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Made his name |
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Oh caledonia |
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Caledonia |
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Oh caledonia |
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Caledonia |
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{side two begins} |
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August, 15, 1989: one hundned men from all over the world sailed |
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Across the sea, hoping to discover an island somewhere beyond the |
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Horizon... nowhere-land. they left their wives and children behind, |
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Hoping that someday they shall follow... |
