With[C] our nets and [Am]gear we're[G] far[C]ing On[C] the wild and waste[F]ful[C] oc[G]ean. Its there[C] that
we[F] hunt and we[C] earn[G] our[Am] bread As we[C] hunted[F] for the shoals of[G] herr[C]ing
O[C] it was a fine
and a pleasant day Out of Yarmouth harbor I was[G] faring As a[C] cabinboy on a sailing[Am] lugger For to go and[C]
hunt the[F] shoals of[G] herr[C]ing
O the work was hard and the hours long And the treatment, sure it took some
bearing There was little kindness and the kicks were many As we hunted for the shoals of herring
O we fished
the Swarth and the Broken Bank I was cook and I'd a quarter sharing And I used to sleep standing on my feet And I'd
dream about the shoals of herring
O we left the homegrounds in the month of June And to Canny Shiels we soon were
bearing With a hundred cran of silver darlings That we'd taken from the shoals of herring
Now you're up on deck,
you're a fisherman You can swear and show a manly bearing Take your turn on watch with the other fellows While you're
searching for the shoals of herring
In the stormy seas and the living gales Just to earn your daily bread you're
daring From the Dover Straits to the Faroe Islands As you're following the shoals of herring
O I earned my keep
and I paid my way And I earned the gear that I was wearing Sailed a million miles, caught ten million fishes We were
sailing after shoals of herring
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