The Bonny Fisher Lad |
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THE BONNY FISHER LAD
As Aa was gannin doon the lane, A fair young maid aa chanced te see, Aa heard her singin' tae hersel', The song that aa will sing te ye. Chorus: Oh the bonny fisher lad, That brings the fished from the sea, Oh the bonny fisher lad, The fisher lad got haad o' me. On Bamboroughshire's rocky shore, Just gannin doon by Boulmer Raw, There lives the bonny fisher lad, The fisher lad that bangs them aa'. Me mother sent iss oot one day, Te gather cockles from the sea, But Aa had not been lang away, When the fisher lad got haad o'me. A sailor Aa will never marry, Nor soldier cos they've got nee brass, But I will have a fisher lad, Because I am a fisher lass! Aa'll leave the lovers on the shore, She'll mend his nets and mek his tea, And wait the tide for his bit boat, And rock the bairnies on her knee. [Go Back] |
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