Well it's three long years since we made her pay And sing haul away me laddie O
And the owners say that she's had her day And sing haul away me laddie O
So stow your gear, boys, and batten down
And I'll take the wheel an' I'll turn her 'round
We'll join the Venture and the Morning Star
Riding high and empty headed for the bar
You know I'd rather beach her on the Skerry´s rock
Than to see her torched in the breaker's dock
When I die you can stow me down
In the rotten hold where the breakers sound
And I'll make the haven of Fiddler's Green
Where the grub is good, and the bunks are clean
For I've fished a lifetime, both boy and man
But the final trawl scarcely makes a cran
So heave away for the final trawl And sing haul away me laddie O
It's an easy pull for the catch is small And sing haul away me laddie O
And sing haul away me laddie O
And sing haul away my laddie O
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