The most frightening time for a fisherman's wife would often be the moment he is sailing out from port in the winter months for distant fishing grounds.
Often the weather would be looking rough and the seas choppy,maybe news had been about in the last few days of a trawler going down with all on board.
It is not hard to imagine what the wife or mother on the quayside was thinking as she watched the trawler sail out to sea, or the fishermanas as he looked back into the harbour gradually getting smaller in the distance and the sea all around filling his vision.
Typical Scottish song about a Trawlerman who sails the seas in the hunt for fish and then when on land he meets a beautiful farm girl falls in love with her and then plans to leave the seas for the farming so that he can be safe at home with his new love.
BONNIE BELLE O' BROUGHTON
I MUST BE GOING AWAY-FAR ACROSS THE OCEAN
IT HURTS ME LOVE TO SAY -ITS LONG TILL I'M RETURNING
I GO TO EARN MY PAY-THE TRAWLER WILL BE ROLLING
ACROSS THE STORMY WAVES-FAR AWAY FROM BROUGHTON
AT NIGHT I CRY MY TEARS-FOR THE BONNIE BELLE O' BROUGHTON
THE LASS I LOVE SO DEAR-MY BONNIE BELLE O' BROUGHTON
BY DAY SHE WORKS THE LAND-THE HARVEST IT NEEDS TENDING
THE SUN IT WARMS HER HANDS-MY BONNIE BELLE O' BROUGHTON
AND WHEN THE SUN GOES DOWN-SHE SLUMBERS SAFE AND WARM
WHILE THE TRAWLERS THROWN AROUND-IN THE ANGER O' THE STORM
WHEN I RETURN ASHORE-MY FEAR IT WILL BE LEAVING
I'LL GO TO SEE NO MORE-YOUR FATHER I'LL BE MEETING,
MY VOWS WILL TAKE YOUR HAND-AND I WILL PLOUGH THE FURROW,
TOGETHER WE'LL FARM THE LAND-THE SEA WON'T BRING YOU SORROW