Fiddlers Green

Maddy Prior

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Tom:
G C G Em As I walked by the dockside one evening so rare
G C G D To view the still waters and take the salt air
C G I heard an old fisherman singing this song
G C G D Oh take me away boys, my time is not long [Chorus 1]
G D G Dress me up in my oilskins and jumper
C G D No more on the docks I'll be seen
C Just tell my old ship-mates
G I'm taking a trip, mates
D G G C G And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green [Verse 2]
G C G Em Oh Fiddler's Green is a place I've heard tell
G C G D Where the fishermen go if they don't go to Hell
C G Where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play
G C G D And the cold coast of Greenland is far, far away [Chorus 2]
G D G Dress me up in my oilskins and jumper
C G D No more on the docks I'll be seen
C Just tell my old ship-mates
G I'm taking a trip, mates
D G G C G And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green [Verse 3]
G C G Em Where the sky's always clear and there's never a gale
G C G D Where the fish jump on board with a swish of their tail
C G Where you lie at your leisure, there's no work to do
G C G D And the skipper's below making tea for the crew [Chorus 3]
G D G Dress me up in my oilskins and jumper
C G D No more on the docks I'll be seen
C Just tell my old ship-mates
G I'm taking a trip, mates
D G G C G And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green [Verse 4]
G C G Em When you get back in dock and the long trip is through
G C G D There's pubs and there's clubs and there's lasses there too
C G Where the girls are all pretty and the beer is all free
G C G D And there's bottles of rum growing from every tree [Chorus 4]
G D G Dress me up in my oilskins and jumper
C G D No more on the docks I'll be seen
C Just tell my old ship-mates
G I'm taking a trip, mates
D G G C G And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green [Verse 5]
G C G Em Oh I don't want a harp nor a halo, not me
G C G D Just give me a breeze and a good rolling sea
C G And I'll play my old squeezebox as we sail along
G C G D With the wind in the rigging to sing me the song [Chorus 5]
G D G Dress me up in my oilskins and jumper
C G D No more on the docks I'll be seen
C Just tell my old ship-mates
G I'm taking a trip, mates
D G G C G And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green
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