To view the still waters and take the salt air,
I heard an old fisherman singin' this song,
Saying, "Take me away boys. Me time is not long."
No more on the docks I'll be seen.
Just tell me old shipmates I'm takin' a trip, mates
And I'll see you one day in Fiddler's Green.
Where fishermen go if they don't go to hell,
You can lie in your hammock, there's no work to do,
And the skipper's below makin' tea for the crew.
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