They used to make them tallNow there are no shipyards here at allThey used to dig for coal hereThey used to scrape and crawlNow there are no coalfields here at allChorus:Steelmen miners shipwrights and sailorsSteelmen miners shipwrights and sailorsWe'll never see their like againNo more workersIt's gone the way of all good thingsThey used to forge their steel thereThey'd sweat through every poreNow there are no steel works anymoreThey used to land their catch hereThe silver darlings runAh but now the fishing is all goneTall masts would sail from shipyards"Pride of the Clyde" they'd sayNow all the ships have gone away