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|  Fiddler's Green (trad.) as i walked by the dockside one evening so fair to view the salt water and take the sea air i heard an old fisherman singing a song won't you take away boys, me time is not long.. wrap me up in me oilskin and jumper no more on the docks i'll be seen just tell me old shipmates i'm takin a trip mates and i'll see Œem someday in fiddler's green now fiddler's green is a place i've heard tell where the fisherman go when they don't go to hell where the skies are all clear and the dolphins do play and the cold coast of greenland is far far away wrap me up in me oilskin and jumper no more on the docks i'll be seen just tell me old shipmates i'm takin a trip mates and i'll see Œem someday in fiddler's green when you get on the docks and the long trip is through there's pubs and there's clubs and there's lassies there too where the girls are all pretty and the beer it is free and there's bottles of rum growin' from every tree wrap me up in me oilskin and jumper no more on the docks i'll be seen just tell me old shipmates i'm takin a trip mates and i'll see Œem someday in fiddler's green now i don't want a harp nor a halo not me just give me a breeze and a good rollin' sea i'll play me old squeezebox as we sail along with the wind in the riggin' to sing me a song wrap me up in me oilskin and jumper no more on the docks i'll be seen just tell me old shipmates i'm takin a trip mates and i'll see Œem someday in fiddler's green. back to Lyrics menu |
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