Henry's Songbook

Captives o' the rigs and the barges
Some may once again be free
Some will find eternal bondage
Underneath the rolling sea

Out from the rocky coast of Scotland
Where the North seas heave and boil
Men have gone to seek their fortune
Drilling for the North Sea oil

Black above the clouds of thunder
Black below the waters roll
Black the oil they seek to plunder
Black as the Yankee gangers' soul

Some will always seek adventure
Some are always on the run
Some will brave the mighty Forties
Just to boast of what they've done

Men of every creed and colour
Every nation side by side
Battle with the common enemy
Wind and water, time and tide

Repeat 1

(as sung by Gaberlunzie)

[1976:] The men from the North Sea rigs constantly battle against the elements to harvest the Black Rain. [This] is a song for them. (Notes Gaberlunzie, 'Wind and Water, Time and Tide')