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1. As I walked by the dockside one evening so fair
   To view the salt water and take the salt air
   I heard an old fisherman singing this song
   Oh! take me away boys, me time is not long
   
   Wrap me up in you're oilskins and jumpers
   No more round the docks I'll be seen
   Just tell me old shipmates I'm taking a trip mates
   And I'll see you some day on Fiddlers Green
2. Now Fiddlers Green is a place I've heard tel
   Where the fishermen go when they don’t go the hell
   Where the skies are all clear and the dolphins do play
   And the coast of Greenland is far, far away
   Chorus
3. Where the skies are all clear and there’s never a gale
   And the fish jump and bow with one swish of their tails
   Where you lie at your leisure and there's no work to do
   And the skippers below makin’ tea for the crew
   Chorus
4. When you get back on dock when the long trip is through
   There’s pubs and there's clubs and there's lassies there too
   Where the girls are all pretty and the beer it is free
   And there’s bottles of rum growing on every tree
   Chorus
5. 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
   Chorus

Written by John Connelly