G             C            G          Em
As I walked by the dockside one evening so rare
   G              C          G             D
To view the still waters and take the salt air
  C                      G
I heard an old fisherman singing this song
   G        C            G           D
Oh take me away boys, my time is not long

[Chorus 1]
G                 D            G
Dress me up in my oilskins and jumper
   C           G             D
No more on the docks I'll be seen
     C
Just tell my old ship-mates
    G
I'm taking a trip, mates
    D                                 G   G C G
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green

[Verse 2]
   G         C          G                Em
Oh Fiddler's Green is a place I've heard tell
          G         C          G           D
Where the fishermen go if they don't go to Hell
          C                       G
Where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play
        G             C            G         D
And the cold coast of Greenland is far, far away

[Chorus 2]
G                 D            G
Dress me up in my oilskins and jumper
   C           G             D
No more on the docks I'll be seen
     C
Just tell my old ship-mates
    G
I'm taking a trip, mates
    D                                 G   G C G
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green

[Verse 3]
          G            C                 G       Em
Where the sky's always clear and there's never a gale
          G            C            G              D
Where the fish jump on board with a swish of their tail
          C                            G
Where you lie at your leisure, there's no work to do
        G           C          G           D
And the skipper's below making tea for the crew

[Chorus 3]
G                 D            G
Dress me up in my oilskins and jumper
   C           G             D
No more on the docks I'll be seen
     C
Just tell my old ship-mates
    G
I'm taking a trip, mates
    D                                 G   G C G
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green

[Verse 4]
         G           C            G            Em
When you get back in dock and the long trip is through
        G                C                 G            D
There's pubs and there's clubs and there's lasses there too
          C                            G
Where the girls are all pretty and the beer is all free
            G          C           G          D
And there's bottles of rum growing from every tree

[Chorus 4]
G                 D            G
Dress me up in my oilskins and jumper
   C           G             D
No more on the docks I'll be seen
     C
Just tell my old ship-mates
    G
I'm taking a trip, mates
    D                                 G   G C G
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green

[Verse 5]
     G            C          G         Em
Oh I don't want a harp nor a halo, not me
     G         C            G            D
Just give me a breeze and a good rolling sea
    C                              G
And I'll play my old squeezebox as we sail along
         G           C          G           D
With the wind in the rigging to sing me the song

[Chorus 5]
G                 D            G
Dress me up in my oilskins and jumper
   C           G             D
No more on the docks I'll be seen
     C
Just tell my old ship-mates
    G
I'm taking a trip, mates
    D                                 G   G C G
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green