The Dubliners - Fiddler's Green lyrics

As I walked by the dockside one evening so fair To view the salt waters and take in the salt air I heard an old fisherman singing a song Oh, take me away boys me time is not long Wrap me up in me oilskin and Jumber 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 on Fiddlers Green Now 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 all clear and the dolphins do play And the cold coast of Greenland is far, far away Now when you're in dock and the long trip is through There's pubs and there's clubs and there's la**ies there too And the girls are all pretty and the beer is all free And there's bottles of rum growing on every tree. Where the skies are all clear and there's never a gail And the fish jump on board with one swish on their tail Where you lie at your leisure, there's no work to do And the skipper's below making tea for the crew Now I don't want a harp nor a halo, not me Just give me a breeze and a good rolling sea I'll play me old squeeze-box as we sail along With the wind in the riggin to sing me a song