Capo 5th fret
Standard (EADGBE)
As I walked by the dockside one evening so fair,
to view the salt waters and take the salt air,
I heard an old fisherman singing a song,
'Oh take me away boys, me time is not long'.
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Wrap me up in me oilskins and jumpers,
no more on the docks I'll be seen.
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm taking a trip, mates,
and I'll see you some day on Fiddler's Green.
Now Fiddler's Green is a place I've heard tell,
where the fishermen go if 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.
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Where the skies are all clear and there's never a gale,
and the fish jump on board with one swish of their tail.
Where you lie at your leisure, there's no work to do,
and the skipper's below making tea for the crew.
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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 girls are all pretty and the beer it is free,
and there's bottles of rum growing from every tree.
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Now I don't want a harp nor a halo, not me,
just give me a breeze on a good rolling sea.
I'll play me old squeezebox as we sail along,
with the wind in the rigging to sing me a song.