The Shoals Of Herring - The Clancy Brothers

The Shoals Of Herring - The Clancy Brothers
With our nets and gear we're faring
On the wild and wasteful ocean
It's there on the tip
That we hunt and we earn our bread
As we hunted for the shoals of herring
It was a fine and a pleasant day
Out of Yarmouth harbor I was faring
As a cabinboy on a sailing lugger
For to hunt the money 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
O the work was hard and the hours long
And the treatment sure it took some bearing
And the used as lived
Standard of defeat
And we give up for the shoals of herring
Now you're up on deck you're a fisherman
And your land than all your bearing
Thus your on the patience on the navegee
As the hunter money shoals of herring
In the stormy seas and the living gales
And I earned the gear that I was wearing
Sailed a million miles caught ten million fishes
Thus we are hunted for shoals of herring
And it
Night and day we're faring
Come winter wind or winter gale
Sweating or cold
Growing up growing old and dying
As you hunt the bonnie shoals of herring