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Song about the days when whalers went out from Scotland. An ancient song had the words "we'll go in lucky Jock Tamson's ship to the catching o' the whale" There was no tune or other words so i wrote this
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Acoustic - Acoustic Folk
Charts #1,905 in subgenre today (peak #26)
Previous peak charts position #184
Stuart Simpson
BerryBush Music
April 13, 2005
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MP3 3.2 MB  •  128 kbps bitrate  •  3:29 minutes
Story behind the song
It is about how the whalers used to leave port and be away for months at a time, then return home to wives/sweethearts, and it was a great occasion. I've an interest in local history, and particularly the part music plays in passing on the history from generation to generation.I found a fragment of this song, and wrote my words and tune around it,in the hope of getting somewhere near what the original might have been. Who knows?
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The Success Words and Music Stuart Simpson Copyright 2000 BerryBush Music Jock Tamson has a ship , my boys, her name it is "Success", She's landed mony a Greenlan' whale, she sails oot o' Bo'ness. There's Captain Stoddart's Rattler, The Juno and the Jean, But it's true Success is the best whale ship there's ever been. And we'll go in lucky Jock Tamson's ship, tae the catchin o' the whale. Noo, if ye tak' a tred, my boys, ye'll shairly tak' the best. There's brewers, there's butchers and potterers, an' aw abune the rest. There's makars and there's moulders, and collier lads an' a'. But nane like the boys on board Success afore she sails awa' So' we'll go in lucky Jock Tamson's ship tae the catchin o' the whale. When we set oor sail my boys, the lassies gether roon', Frae Corbieha', an' Carriden, and even Lithgy toon. The sails unfurl, the cannon roar, an mony shed a tear, For we'll hunt the whale roon' Greenland's floes, for the best pairt o' a year. And we'll go in lucky Jock Tamson's ship, tae the catchin o' the whale. When we come back tae port, my boys, wi' a ship that's fu' o' ile, An' oor pockets fu' o' hard won cash, we're set free for a while. We'll meet the lassies on the quay, an' tak' them for oor ain, But twa-three months and they're left ahint- we're off to sea again. And we'll go in lucky Jock Tamson's ship, tae the catchin o' the whale.
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