Fiddlers Green

          C             F         
   As I walked by the dockside one
   C          Am
 evening so fair,
         C            F          
    to view the salt waters and 
C             G
take the salt air,
         F                      C
    I heard an old fisherman singing
 a song,
                  G            C  
    'Oh take me away boys, me time
          G
 is not long'.


[Chorus]

        C          G        
Wrap me up in me oilskins and 
   C
jumpers,
    F           C             G
no more on the docks I'll be seen.
      F                        
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm 
   C
taking a trip, mates,
     G                      
and I'll see you some day on 
  G7         C
Fiddler's Green.


[Verse]

        C          F          C  
   Now Fiddler's Green is a place
             Am
 I've heard tell,
               C         F        
   where the fishermen go if they 
  C           G
don't go to hell.
                F                
    Where the skies are all clear 
            C
and the dolphins do play,
                             G     
    and the cold coast of Greenland
         C    G
 is far, far away.


[Chorus]

        C          G        
Wrap me up in me oilskins and 
   C
jumpers,
    F           C             G
no more on the docks I'll be seen.
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      F                        
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm 
   C
taking a trip, mates,
     G                      
and I'll see you some day on 
  G7         C
Fiddler's Green.


[Verse]

                C            F    
   Where the skies are all clear 
             C      Am
and there's never a gale,
             C            F       
    and the fish jump on board 
       C              G
with one swish of their tail.
               F                   
    Where you lie at your leisure, 
        C
there's no work to do,
                         G         
    and the skipper's below making 
 C            G
tea for the crew.


[Chorus]

        C          G        
Wrap me up in me oilskins and 
   C
jumpers,
    F           C             G
no more on the docks I'll be seen.
      F                        
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm 
   C
taking a trip, mates,
     G                      
and I'll see you some day on 
  G7         C
Fiddler's Green.


[Verse]

             C           F        
   When you get back on docks and 
      C             Am
the long trip is through,
           C                   F  
    there's pubs and there's clubs
               C              G
 and there's lassies there, too.
               F                   
    Where the girls are all pretty 
          C
and the beer it is free,
                            G 
    and there's bottles of rum 
          C          G
growing from every tree.


[Chorus]

        C          G        
Wrap me up in me oilskins and 
   C
jumpers,
    F           C             G
no more on the docks I'll be seen.
      F                        
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm 
   C
taking a trip, mates,
     G                      
and I'll see you some day on 
  G7         C
Fiddler's Green.


[Verse]

           C            F       
    Now I don't want a harp nor a 
   C         Am
halo, not me,
         C            F          
    just give me a breeze on a 
C           G
good rolling sea.
         F                         
    I'll play me old squeezebox as 
 C
we sail along,
                        G          
    with the wind in the rigging to
  C         G
 sing me a song.


[Chorus]

        C          G        
Wrap me up in me oilskins and 
   C
jumpers,
    F           C             G
no more on the docks I'll be seen.
      F                        
Just tell me old shipmates, I'm 
   C
taking a trip, mates,
     G                      
and I'll see you some day on 
  G7         C
Fiddler's Green.