fiddlers green — текст песни (misc irish)

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Fiddlers Green
CAPO none

G Em
As I walked by the dockside one evening so fair
Am Am7 D7
To view the salt water and take the sea air
C G Bm
I heard an old fisherman singing a song
Am C D7
Won`t you take me away boys my time is not long

G D G
CHORUS: Wrap me up in me oilskins and jumper
C G D
no more on the docks I`ll be seen
C G Bm
Just tell me old ship mates I`m taking a trip mates
Am D7 G
And I`ll see you someday in Fiddlers Green


Now Fiddlers 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

CHO:

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

CHO:

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

CHO: