The Diamond is a ship, my boys,
For the Davis Strait we're bound
The quay it is all garnished
With bonnie lasses 'round
The captain gives the order
To sail the ocean wide
Where the sun it never sets, my lads
Nor darkness dims the sky

So cheer up my lads
Let your hearts never fail
For the bonnie ship the Diamond
Goes a-fishing for the whale

It will be bright both day and night
When the Greenland [bad word] hame
Our ship full up with oil, my lads
And money to our name
We'll make the cradles for to rock
And the blankets for to tear
And every lass in Peterhead sing
"Hushabye, my dear"

So cheer up my lads
Let your hearts never fail
For the bonnie ship the Diamond
Goes a-fishing for the whale

Along the quay at Peterhead
The lasses stand aroon
Wth' their shawls all pulled around them
And the saut [bad word] #39; doon
Don't you weep, my bonnie wee lass
Though you be left behind
For the rose will grow on Greenland's ice
Before we change our mind

So cheer up my lads
Let your hearts never fail
For the bonnie ship the Diamond
Goes a-fishing for the whale

Here's a health to the Resolution
Likewise the Eliza Swan
Three cheers for the Battler of Montrose
And the Diamond, ship of fame
We'll make the cradles for to rock
And the blankets for to tear
And every lass in Peterhead sing
"Hushabye, my dear"

So cheer up my lads
Let your hearts never fail
For the bonnie ship the Diamond
Goes a-fishing for the whale