Fiddler´s Green Songtext
Fiddler´s GreenAs I roved by the docksideone evening so rareTo view the still watersand take hte salt airI heard an old fishermansinging this songO take me away boysmy time is not longDress me up in me oilskin and jumperNo more on the docks I´ll be seenJust tell me old shipmatesI´m taking a trip matesAnd I´ll see them somedayin Fiddler´s GreenNow Fiddler´s Greenis a place I´ve heard tellWhere fishermen gowhen they don´t go to HellWhere the weather is fairand the dolphins do playAnd the cold coast of Greenlandis far far awayThe sky´s always clearand there´s never a galeAnd the fish jump on boardwith a flip of their tailYou can lie at your leisurethere´s no work to doAnd the skipper´s belowmaking tea for the crewAnd when you´re in dockand the long trip is thruThere´s pubs and there´s clubsand there´s lassies there tooNow the girls are all prettyand the beer is all freeAnd there´s bottles of rumhanging from every treeI don´t want a harpor a halo not meJust give me a breezeand a good rolling seaAnd I´ll play me old squeeze boxas we sail alongWhen the wind´s in the riggingto sing me this song