Foggy Banks

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On the foggy, foggy banks, me boys, we pitch and toss about,
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And we blow our frozen fingers as we hear the skipper shout.
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Heave away upon the capstan. Give a hand to heave the trawl.


[Verse 2]
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Oh, when I was but a lad at school, I wouldn't stay at home.
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Like lots of other foolish lads, I thought I'd sooner roam.
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Heave away upon the capstan. Give a hand to heave the trawl.


[Verse 3]
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So I went and I joined a trawler and it's then I quickly found
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That it wasn't all plain sailing when you reach the trawling ground.
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Heave away upon the capstan. Give a hand to heave the trawl.


[Verse 4]
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You'll be hauling night and day, me boys. you're nearer slaves than men,
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And once you get all your fishes aboard, it's time to haul again.
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Heave away upon the capstan. Give a hand to heave the trawl.


[Verse 5]
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And when the waves are pouring around us and they're pounding against the deck,
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Well, you'll work your bit like all of the rest if you want to save your neck.
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Heave away upon the capstan. Give a hand to heave the trawl.


[Verse 6]
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And the captain's name is Johnson and he works us 'til we fall,
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And if he sees us a-shirkin', well, it's God preserve us all.
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Heave away upon the capstan. Give a hand to heave the trawl.