Oh, it was a fine and a pleasant day
Out of Yarmouth harbour I was faring
As a cabin boy, on a sailing lugger
For the hunt the bonny shoals of herring
Now you're up on deck, you're a fisherman
You can swear and show a manly bearing
Take a turn on watch with the other fellers
As you're hunting for the shoals of herring
Well, I earned my keep and I paid my way
And I earned the gear that I was wearing
Sailed a million miles, caught ten million fishes
We were dream after shoals of herring
Night and day, the seas we're daring
Come wind or calm or winter gale
Sweating or cold, growing up, growing old
Or dying
As we dream about the shoals of herring
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