ŞARKI SÖZÜ
From the loins of a fisherman
From the harbour of Crail he went sailing
And his first born son left the rolling sea
Went into the earth to make his living
No light of the sun did he ever see
And the coal it broke and scarred him
And in his heart was the chilling fear
That same day the mine would take him
But far freedom's fight in the H.L.I.
On a foreign field he was taken
And the pension left in his daughter's hand
Had to love and feed the children
Oh Caledonia
Caledonia
Oh Caledonia
