One night we were fishing Happisburgh* Light,
Fishing and trawling, all through the night
Chorus:
In this windy old weather, stormy old weather, stormy old weather,
When the wind blow, we'll all pull together.
Up jumped the herring, the queen of the sea,
He sang out, “Old Skipper, O you can't catch me!”
Up jumped the mackerel with spots on his back,
He sang out, “Old Skipper, come square your main tack!”
Up jumped the crab with his great long claws,
He sang out, “Old Skipper, you'll run her ashore!”
Up jumped the rooker, his back hard and tough,
He sang out, “Old Skipper, you will burn the duff!”
Up jumped the sprat, the smallest of all,
He sang out, “Old Skipper, you will loose your trawl!”
Up jumped the whiting with silvery eyes
Said, “You haven't gt long on the sea for to ride!”
Up spoke the skipper, “The saying is right,
We'll haul up our trawl and we'll go home tonight!”
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