I used to watch the fishermen, go out from Saltburn sands
Their cobbles loaded up with nets and long lines in their hands
The lobster pots were up forard, with the markers and the picks
Going to the fishing grounds, they knew all the tricks
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Well, I had to comment on this one. Oh but you have brough back memories for me. Certainly a brave group of men in those boats. Irene