Fiddler's Green

Fiddler's Green - Mac's Irish Players

As I walked by the dockside

One evening so rare

To view the still waters

And take the salt air

I spider an old fisherman

Singing this song

Oh take me away boys

Me time is not long

Lock me up in me

Oilskins and jumpers

No more on the docks

I'll be seen

Just tell me old shipmates

I'm taking a trip mates

I'll see you someday

In Fiddler's Green

Now Fiddler's Green

Is a place I've heard tell

Where sailormen go

If they don't go to hell

Where the weather is fair

And the dolphins do play

And the cold coast of

Greenland is far far away

Lock me up in me

Oilskins and jumpers

No more on the docks

I'll be seen

Just tell me old shipmates

I'm taking a trip mates

I'll see you someday

In Fiddler's Green

Lock me up in me

Oilskins and jumpers

No more on the docks

I'll be seen

Just tell me old shipmates

I'm taking a trip mates

I'll see you someday

In Fiddler's Green

And when you are docked

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 is all free

And there's bottles of

Rum growing off every tree

Lock me up in me

Oilskins and jumpers

No more on the docks

I'll be seen

Just tell me old shipmates

I'm taking a trip mates

I'll see you 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 rolling sea

I'll play me auld

Squeezebox as we sail along

With the wind in the rigging

To sing me this song

Lock me up in me

Oilskins and jumpers

No more on the docks

I'll be seen

Just tell me old shipmates

I'm taking a trip mates

I'll see you someday

In Fiddler's Green