Barbara Dickson - Fiddler's Green lyrics

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 la**ies 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