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The Corries - Shoals O' Herrin' lyrics
(First verse sung a cappella or with minimal accompaniment) With our nets and gear we're faring On the wild and wasteful ocean. It's out there on the deep we harvest and keep our bread As we hunted for the shoals of herring It was on a fair and a pleasant day Out of Yarmouth harbor I was faring As a cabin boy on a sailing lugger For to hunt the bonny shoals of herring O the work was hard and the hours were long And the treatment, sure it took some bearing 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 You're net rope man now, boy you're on the move You can swear and show a manly bearing Take your turn on watch with the other fellows While following the shoals of herring Now you're up on deck, you're a fisherman And you're learning all about sea faring That's your education scraps of navigation As you hunt the bonnie shoals of herring In the stormy seas and the living gales I earned the gear that I was wearing Sailed ten thousand miles caught ten million fishes As we hunted for the shoals of herring (Last verse sung with mininimal accompaniment) And it's night and day we're faring Come winter wave or winter gale Sweating or cold growing up growing old or dying As we hunt the bonnie shoals of herring |
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