Fiddler's Green - Whale Song lyrics
[Fiddler's Green - Whale Song lyrics]
If I had the wings of a gull me boys
Id spread them and fly home
I'd leave old Greenlands icy ground for
Of right whales there is none
And the weathers rough and the winds do
Blow and there's little comfort here
I'd sooner be snug in an Edinburg
Pub a-drinking of strong beer
Oh, a man must be mad or want
Money bad to venture catching whales
For he may be drowned when
The whale turns around
Or his head be smashed by the tail
Though the work seems grand to
The young green hand
And his heart is high when he goes
In a very short burst you'll hear the curse
And the cry of "There she blows"
Now there she blows again
This fight is all insane its time for mutiny
To end this misery
So take me home where I belong
I won't go on with sth wrong
Don't count on me and set me free
Its time to end that misery
All hands on deck now for Gods sake
Move briskly if you can
And you stumble on deck both dizzy and sick
And for the life you don't give a damn
And high overhead the great fish sped and
The mate gave the whale the iron
And soon the blood in a purple flood
From the spout whole comes a-flying
These trails we bear for nigh four years
Till the ship she points for home
Were due for our toil a bonus on the
Oil and an equal share of the bone
When we go to the agent to settle for the
Trip when we find we've cause to lament
For we slaved away four years of our
Lives and earned about three pounds ten
Id spread them and fly home
I'd leave old Greenlands icy ground for
Of right whales there is none
And the weathers rough and the winds do
Blow and there's little comfort here
I'd sooner be snug in an Edinburg
Pub a-drinking of strong beer
Oh, a man must be mad or want
Money bad to venture catching whales
For he may be drowned when
The whale turns around
Or his head be smashed by the tail
Though the work seems grand to
The young green hand
And his heart is high when he goes
In a very short burst you'll hear the curse
And the cry of "There she blows"
Now there she blows again
This fight is all insane its time for mutiny
To end this misery
So take me home where I belong
I won't go on with sth wrong
Don't count on me and set me free
Its time to end that misery
All hands on deck now for Gods sake
Move briskly if you can
And you stumble on deck both dizzy and sick
And for the life you don't give a damn
And high overhead the great fish sped and
The mate gave the whale the iron
And soon the blood in a purple flood
From the spout whole comes a-flying
These trails we bear for nigh four years
Till the ship she points for home
Were due for our toil a bonus on the
Oil and an equal share of the bone
When we go to the agent to settle for the
Trip when we find we've cause to lament
For we slaved away four years of our
Lives and earned about three pounds ten