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As I roved by the docks one evening so rare to view the still water and taste the salt air
G D G D A
I heard an old fisherman singing a song, 'O take me away boys ,me time it's not long
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Wrap me up in me oilskins and blankets ,no more on the docks I'll be seen
G D
Just tell me old shipmates I'm taking a trip mates
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And I'll see you some day in Fiddlers Green
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Now fiddlers Green is a place I've heard tell where fishermen go if they don't go to hell
G D G
Where the weather is good and the dolphins do play and the cold coast of Greenland is
D A
far far away
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Now when we're in dock and the long trip is through, there's parks and there's pubs and
D A
there's lassies there too
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Where the girls are all pretty and the beer it flows free and there's bottles of rum
D A
hanging from every tree
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Now I don't need a harp or a halo- not me,just give me a breeze and a good rolling sea
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And I'll play my old squeezebox as we sail along,with the wind in the rigging I'll sing
A
you this song
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