.Twenty-five miles south of Sable Island
On four steel columns
Rising from the cold sea below
With our drilling tower rising
And a jagged grey horizon
Lord I feel like I'm ten thousand miles from shore
We're drilling far below
For what thay call black gold
To keep.
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