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O, it was a fine and a pleasant day
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Out of Yarmouth harbour I was faring
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As a cabin boy on a sailing lugger
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For to go and hunt the shoals of herring
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O, the work was hard and the hours were long
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And the treatment sure it took some bearing
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There was little kindness and the kicks were many
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As we hunted for the shoals of herring
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O, we fished the Swarth and the Broken Bank
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I was a cook and I'd a quarter-sharing
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And I used to sleep, standing on my feet
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And I'd dream about the shoals of herring
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O, we left the home grounds in the month of June
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And to canny Shiels we soon was bearing
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With a hundred cran of the silver darlings
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That we'd taken from the shoals of herring
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Now you're up on deck, you're a fisherman
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You can swear and show a manly bearing
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Take your turn on watch with the other fellows
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While you're searching for the shoals of herring
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In the stormy seas and the living gales
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Just to earn your daily bread you're daring
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From the Dover Straits to the Faroe Islands
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As you're following the shoals of herring
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O, I earned me keep and I paid my way
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And I earned the gear that I was wearing
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Sailed a million miles, caught ten-million fishes
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We were sailing after shoals of herring
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