C

[VERSE 1]
                     F            C          Am
As I walked down the dockside one evening so fair
   C              F             C             G
To view the still waters and to take the salt air
  F                      C
I heard an old fisherman singing a song
          G                     C           G
He said, "Take me away lads, me time is not long"
 

[CHORUS]
        C        G            C
Wrap me up in me oilskins and jumper
   F           C             G
No more on the docks I'll be seen
     F                          C
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm taking a trip mates
    G                                 C       G   C
And I'll see you one day in Fiddler's Green


[VERSE 2]
               F          C                Am
Now, Fiddler's Green is a place I've heard tell
      C         F          C           G
Where fishermen go if they don't go to hell
          F                       C
Where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play
        G                            C         G
And the cold coasts of Greenland are far, far away

  
[CHORUS]
        C        G            C
Wrap me up in me oilskins and jumper
   F           C             G
No more on the docks I'll be seen
     F                          C
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm taking a trip mates
    G                                 C     
And I'll see you one day in Fiddler's Green


[VERSE 3]
                   F                C       Am
Oh, the weather is fair and there's never a gale
        C          F              C              G
And the fish jump aboard with one swish of their tail
        F                            C
You can lie in your hammock, there's no work to do
        G                      C           G
And the skipper's below making tea for the crew
  

[CHORUS]
        C        G            C
Wrap me up in me oilskins and jumper
   F           C             G
No more on the docks I'll be seen
     F                          C
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm taking a trip mates
    G                                 C       G   C
And I'll see you one day in Fiddler's Green


[VERSE 4]
                   F          C         Am 
Oh, I don't need a harp nor a halo, not me
     C         F            C            G
Just give me a breeze and a good rolling sea
         F                           C
And I'll play this old squeezebox as we sail along
         G                      C         G
With the wind in the rigging to sing me a song


[CHORUS]
        C        G            C
Wrap me up in me oilskins and jumper
   F           C             G
No more on the docks I'll be seen
     F                          C
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm taking a trip mates
    G                                 C       G   C
And I'll see you one day in Fiddler's Green