Paroles Fiddler's Green de Barbara Dickson

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Textes et Paroles de Fiddler's Green




As I walked by the dockside one evening so fair
To view the still waters and take the salt air
I heard an old fisherman singing this song
O take me away boys, my time is not long

Dress 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
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green

Fiddler's Green is a place I've heard tell
Where the fishermen 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

Dress 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
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green

The weather is clear and there's never a gale
And the fish jump on board with a swish of their tail
Where you lie at your leisure, there's no work to do
And the skipper's below making tea for the crew

Dress 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
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green

When you get back in dock 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 from every tree

Dress 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
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green

Now, I don't want a harp or a halo, not me
Just give me a ship and a good rolling sea
And I'll play my old squeeze box as we sail along
With the wind in our rigging to sing me this song

Dress 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
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green

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