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Fiddler's Green

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Wrap me up in me oilskins and jumper
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No more on the docks I'll be seen
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Just tell me old shipmates I'm takin' a trip mates
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I'll see you someday on Fiddler's Green

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

O Fiddler's Green is a place I've heard tell
Where fishermen go if they don't go to hell
Where the wather is fair and the dolphins do play
And the cold coast of Greenland is far far away

Where the sky's always blue and there's never a gale
Where the fish jump on board with a swish of thei tails
Where you lie at your leisure there's no work to do
And the skipper's below makin' tea for the crew

When you get back to dock and your long trip is thru
There's pubs and there's clubs and there's lassies there too
The girls are all pretty and the beer is all free
And there's nottlies of rum growin' off every tree

Well I don't want a harp nor a halo, not me
Just give me a breeze and a good rollin' sea
And I'll play me old squeezebox as we sail along
With the wind in the rigging to sing me this song