Fiddler's Green

[G]As I walked by the dockside one evening so [Em]fair

To [G]view the still water and taste the salt [D7]air

I [C]heard an old fisherman [G]singing a [Em]song

[Am]Won't you take me away boys my [C]time is not [D7]long

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Wrap me up [G]in me [D7]oilskins and [G]jumper

no [C]more on the [G]docks I'll be [D7]seen

Just [C]tell me old ship mates I'm [G]taking a trip [Em]mates

And [Am]I'll see you someday in [D7]Fiddler's [G]Green


Now Fiddler's Green is a place I hear tell
Where 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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When you get to the docks and the long trip is thru
There's pub and there's clubs and there's lassies there too
Where the girls are all pretty and 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 or a halo, not me
Just give me a breeze and a good rolling sea
I'll play me old squeeze box as we sail along
With the wind in the rigging to sing us a song
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