Mudcat Café message #109532 The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #13335   Message #109532
Posted By: KRLEW1@aol.com
29-Aug-99 - 04:17 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: fiddler's green - different version
Subject: Lyr Add: FIDDLER'S GREEN^^^
These are the words taken from the album 'Songs From The Stocks' by The Broadside (date unknown).

- Ken L.

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As I roved by the dockside one evening so rare
To view the still waters and take the salt air
I heard an old fisherman singing this song
O, take me away, boys, my time is not long

CHORUS:

Dress me up in my oilskins and jumper
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell my old shipmates I'm taking a trip, mates
And I'll see you someday in Fiddlers' Green

Now, Fiddlers' Green is a place I've heard tell
Where fishermen go if they don't go to Hell
Where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play
And the cold coast of Greenland is far, far away

(CHORUS)

The sky's always clear and there's never a gale
And the fish jump on board with a flip of their tails
You can lay at your leisure; there's no work to do
And the skipper's below making tea for the crew

(CHORUS)

And when you're in dock and the long trip is through
There's pubs and there's clubs and there's lasses there too
Now the girls are all pretty and the beer is all free
And there's bottles of rum growing on every tree

(CHORUS)

I don't want a harp or a halo, not me
Just give me a breeze and a good rolling sea
And I'll play my old squeeze-box as we sail along
With the wind in the rigging to sing me this song

(CHORUS)

Written by John Conolly; sung by The Broadside