The Dubliners - Net Hauling Song lyrics

It's busk ye, me boys, get you up on the deck
And take up your stations
For hauling the nets
And mind you pull together, lads
All through the night
And shaking your oilskins until it's daylight
With a heave and a haul
And the shaking of nets

It's when we're out hauling
We're living on hope
The boy in the locker, the lads on the ropes
The fellas in the hold who
Are hauling the nets
And shaking the herring out onto the deck
With a heave and a haul
And the shaking of nets

It's net after net we pull up from the sea
With a haul and a shake and a one
Two and three
The herring are a piling around our sea boots
And slithering and sliding down
Into the chutes with a heave and a haul
And the shaking of nets

It's hour after hour we are hauling away
All through the long night till
The dawn of the day
The captain's in the wheelhouse
He's on the RT and the cook's in the galley
A brewing the tea
And we're heaving and hauling
And shaking of nets

Now the season is over so be on your way
And head for the home port
To sign for your pay
Your missus will be waiting
To welcome you home
It's so hard for a wife to be so much alone
And you're finished with heaving
And hauling of nets