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Fiddler's Green (Trad.)

As I walked by the docks one evening so fair
To view the salt waters and take the salt air
I hear an old fisherman singing a song
Oh, take me away for me time is not long.

Wrap me up in the oilskin and jumpers
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell the ol' shipmaids I'm taking a trip, maids
And I see you someday on Fiddler's Green.

Now Fiddler's Green is a place I have been
Where the fishermen go if they don't go to hell
When the skies are all clear and the dolphins do play
And the cold coast of Greenland is far, far away.

Wrap me up in the oilskin and jumpers...

Where the skies are all clear and there's never a hail
And the fish jumpin' bold with one switch of their tail
Where you lie at your measure and there's no one to view
And the skipper below making tea for the crew.

Wrap me up in the oilskin and jumpers...

When you get back on docks and the long trip is through
There's pubs and there's clubs and there's lassies there, too
Where the gals are all pretty and the beer it is free
And the bottles of rum growing from ev'ry tree.

Wrap me up in the oilskin and jumpers...

No, I don't go to hell, oh, no no not me
Just give me a breeze of the good rolling sea
I'll play me ounce squeeze banks as we sail along
With the wind in the rippin' to sing me a song.