SILVER DARLINGS – poem by
Bob Halfin and Hulskramer, 1970
Oh herrings are harvests that fishermen glean,
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Where flashes the silver through deep oceans green,
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And when herring harvests reach old Aberdeen,
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They're known as the silver darlings
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Silver darlings on Aberdeen quay,
Brought by the fishermen home from the sea
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To the city that stands 'twixt the Don and the Dee, D
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The home of the Silver Darlings.
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The boats leave the harbor their wakes spreading wide,
And empty they roll with the swell of the tide.
Oh soon may their hatches be thrown open wide
With a catch of the silver darlings.
There’s ice on the rigging and death down below,
With the gales screaming wild and the glass hanging low.
The wives and the sweethearts are women who know
The price of the silver darlings.
I first saw the words, but did not know the tune, so I wrote my own
tune. The words are from a poem by Bob Halfin and Hulskramer in 1970.
Later I learned that Jim McLean had set these words to music in 1972.
It first appeared on an LP that Jim McLean produced with Alastair
McDonald - “Scotland
In Song,” Nevis 002, 1972 . It is on the CD “Lines
Upon The Water” by Gaye Anthony & Trish Norman .