FIDDLER'S GREEN

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AS I WALKED BY THE DOCKYARD ONE EVENING SO FAIR

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TO VIEW THE SALT WATER AND TAKE THE NIGHT AIR

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I HEARD AN OLD FISHERMAN SINGING A SONG

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OH TAKE ME AWAY BOYS, ME TIME IS NOT LONG

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WRAP ME UP IN ME OILSKINS AND JUMPER

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NO MORE ON THE DOCKS I'LL BE SEEN

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JUST TELL ME OLD SHIPMATES I'M TAKING A TRIP MATES

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AND I'LL SEE YOU SOMEDAY ON FIDDLER'S GREEN

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NOW FIDDLER'S GREEN IS A PLACE I'VE HEARD TELL

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WHERE THE FISHERMEN GO IF THEY DON'T GO TO HELL

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WHERE THE SKIES ARE ALL CLEAR AND THE DOLPHIN DO PLAY

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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

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AND THE FISH JUMP ON BOARD WITH ONE SWISH OF THEIR TAIL

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WHERE YOU LIE AT YOUR LEISURE THERE'S NO WORK TO DO

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AND THE SKIPPER'S BELOW MAKING TEA FOR THE CREW

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WHEN YOU GET BACK ON THE DOCKS AND THE LONG TRIP IS THROUGH

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THERE'S PUBS AND THERE'S CLUBS AND THERE'S LASSIES THERE TOO

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WHERE THE GIRLS ARE ALL PRETTY AND THE BEER IT IS FREE

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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

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JUST GIVE ME A BREEZE ON A GOOD ROLLING SEA

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I'LL PLAY ME OLD SQUEEZE BOX AS WE SAIL ALONG

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WITH THE WIND IN THE RIGGING TO SING ME A SONG