Squid Jiggin' Ground

Hank Snow

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    Oh, this is the place where they're fishin' and gatherin'
    Oil-skins and boots and the Cape hands batten down
    All sizes of figures with squid lines and jiggers
    They congregate here on the squid jiggin' ground.

    Some are workin' their jiggers, while others are yarnin'
    There's some standin' up and there's more lyin' down
    While all kinds of fun, jokes and drinks are begun
    As they wait for the squid on the squid jiggin' ground.

    There's men of all ages and boys in the bargain
    There's old Billy Cave and there's young Raymond Brown
    There's Rip, Red and Gory out here in the dory
    A runnin' down squires on the squid jiggin' ground.

    There's men from the harbor, there's men from the tickle
    And all kinds of motor-boats, green, gray and brown
    Right yonder is Bobby and with him is Nobby
    He's chawin' hard tack on the squid jiggin' ground.

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    God bless my soul, list to, there's Skipper John, John Champy
    He's the best hand at squid jiggin' here, I'll be bound
    Hello, what's the row? Why he's jiggin' one now
    The very first squid on the squid jiggin' ground.

    The man with the whisker is old Jacob Steele
    He's gettin' well on, but he's still pretty sound
    While Uncle Bob Hockins wears six pairs of stockin's
    Whenever he's out on the squid jiggin' ground.

    Holy Smoke! What a scuffle! All hands are excited
    It's a wonder to me that there's nobody drowned
    There's a bustle, confusion, the wonderful hustle
    They're all jiggin' squid on the squid jiggin' ground.

    Says Bobby, "The squids are on top of the water,
    I just got me riggers 'bout one fathom down"
    But a squid in the boat scuddered right down his throat
    And he swam like mad on the squid jiggin' ground.

    There's poor Uncle Louie, his whiskers are spattered
    With spots of the squid juice that's flyin' around
    One poor little boy got it right in the eye
    But they don't give a darn on the squid jiggin' ground.

    Now, if you ever feel inclined to go squiddin'
    Leave your white clothes behind in the town
    And if you get cranky without your silk hanky
    You'd better steer clear of the squid jiggin' ground...

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