Barleyjuice Fiddler's Green
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.
