From the loins of a fisherman
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From the harbour of Crail he went sailing
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And his first born son left the rolling sea
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Went into the earth to make his living
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No light of the sun did he ever see
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And the coal it broke and scarred him
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And in his heart was the chilling fear
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That same day the mine would take him
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But far freedom's fight in the H.L.I.
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On a foreign field he was taken
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And the pension left in his daughter's hand
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Had to love and feed the children
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Oh Caledonia
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Caledonia
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Oh Caledonia
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She quartered at a Rose Street Inn
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She favoured the capitals gentlemen
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And from shame she saved the family name
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Made a husband of a lover
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From their union come a rhyming man
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With his band he crossed the oceon
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And the pride of Caledonio
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Made his name
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Oh Caledonia
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Caledonia
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Oh Caledonia
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Caledonia
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Caledonia
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| Dan McCaferty |
