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Shipyard Slips

by The Fureys

on Morning on a Distant Shore (2014)

From Belfast town I'm on me way
On a ship that was built for the cruellest trade
Oh, I leave me friends and the land where I was born
And I won't come back till me corps it is paid

And I served me time with the iron men
And I know good times and work a plenty
But there's no work now in these trouble times
And the ship yards slips they're lyin' empty

Farewell me father, me mother fair
Old age has laid its hand all on you
You loved me well and you never fail
Oh, it's leaving your side my heart will rue

And I served me time with the iron men
And I know good times and work a plenty
But there's no work now in these trouble times
And the ship yards slips they're lyin' empty

Oh I promised to write when I'd settle down
To ease yer mind, God I know ye'll worry
Think of the times when I will return
But don't count the days, but time it will hurry

And I served me time with the iron men
And I know good times and work a plenty
But there's no work now in these trouble times
And the ship yards slips they're lyin' empty

I'll remember the mountains, the fresh north air
I remember the girls with their friendly stare
I will think of the city and the friends that I have there
And I hope they love me and will send me a smile

And I served me time with the iron men
And I know good times and work a plenty
But there's no work now in these trouble times
And the ship yards slips they're lyin' empty

I'm going away to look for work
But I live for the day of my return
But I saw the town and my peace of mind
For the Belfast people I'll always be yearning

And I served me time with the iron men
And I know good times and work a plenty
But there's no work now in these trouble times
And the ship yards slips they're lyin' empty