Fiddlers Green . ( The Dubliners. )
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				As I walked by the dock side one evening so fair
				To view the salt water and take the sea air
				I heard an old fisherman singin' a song
				Won 't you take me away boys my time is not long
Refrein:				Wrap me up in me oilskin and jumper
				No more on the docks I'II be seen
				Just tell me old shipmates I'm taking a trip mates
				And I'II see you some day in Fiddler's Green
				Now Fiddler's Green is place I heard 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
				When you get on the docks and the long trip 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
				Now I don't want a harp nor a halo, not me
				Just give me a breeze on and a good rolling sea
				I'II play me old squeeze bow as we sail along
				With the wind in the riggin' to sing me a song

donderdag 8 februari 2001