Lirik Lagu The Fisherman's Song - Traditional Irish Arr.
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A young fella went walking one day by a brookWhen he spied a young fishermanFishin’ with his hookGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
Says he to the fisherman, fisherman says heHave ya got a bit of fishFor to take home to teaGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
Oh no says the fisherman, the fish is very badI’ve been fishing all dayAnd I only caught a crabGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
So he tied a piece of string around the crabs back boneThrew ‘em across his shoulderAnd he fucked off homeGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
Well he couldn’t find a pot, and he couldn’t find a dishSo they threw him in the pottyWhere the maid use to pissGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
At twelve o’clock, in the middle of the nightSure the maid got upFor to have a read and writeGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
Well she sat down and she began to gruntAnd sure up came the crabAnd caught her by the “holy be to Jesus!!!”Going homeDa de dum…Da de day
So she got a hook and he got a broomAnd they bet the poor fuckerAll around the roomGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
Sure they bet him in the head and they bet him in the sidesAnd they bet him in the goolies‘til the poor whore diedGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
If your ever getting’ married sure get married to a cookIf she can’t use a broomShe can swing a fuckin’ hookGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
There’s a moral to the story and the moral is thisAlways have a lookBefore you have a pissGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
That’s the end of the story, if you wanna hear moreStick an apple up me arseAnd ………….. can have the coreGoing homeDa de dum…Da de dayDa de dum…Da de day
Says he to the fisherman, fisherman says heHave ya got a bit of fishFor to take home to teaGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
Oh no says the fisherman, the fish is very badI’ve been fishing all dayAnd I only caught a crabGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
So he tied a piece of string around the crabs back boneThrew ‘em across his shoulderAnd he fucked off homeGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
Well he couldn’t find a pot, and he couldn’t find a dishSo they threw him in the pottyWhere the maid use to pissGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
At twelve o’clock, in the middle of the nightSure the maid got upFor to have a read and writeGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
Well she sat down and she began to gruntAnd sure up came the crabAnd caught her by the “holy be to Jesus!!!”Going homeDa de dum…Da de day
So she got a hook and he got a broomAnd they bet the poor fuckerAll around the roomGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
Sure they bet him in the head and they bet him in the sidesAnd they bet him in the goolies‘til the poor whore diedGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
If your ever getting’ married sure get married to a cookIf she can’t use a broomShe can swing a fuckin’ hookGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
There’s a moral to the story and the moral is thisAlways have a lookBefore you have a pissGoing homeDa de dum…Da de day
That’s the end of the story, if you wanna hear moreStick an apple up me arseAnd ………….. can have the coreGoing homeDa de dum…Da de dayDa de dum…Da de day
