Представляем точный текст композиции "Fiddlers Green" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Barbara Dickson . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Fiddlers Green» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Barbara Dickson передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Barbara Dickson - "Fiddlers Green"
Lyrics to Fiddlers Green : As I walked by the dockside one evening so fair To view the still waters and take the salt air I heard an old fisherman singing this song O take me away boys, my time is not long Dress me up in me oilskins and jumpers No more on the docks Ill be seen Just tell me old shipmates Im taking a trip, mates And Ill see you someday in Fiddlers Green Fiddlers Green is a place Ive heard tell Where the fishermen go if they dont go to hell Where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play And the cold coast of Greenland is far, far away Dress me up in me oilskins and jumpers No more on the docks Ill be seen Just tell me old shipmates Im taking a trip, mates And Ill see you someday in Fiddlers Green The weather is clear and theres never a gale And the fish jump on board with a swish of their tail Where you lie at your leisure, theres no work to do And the skippers below making tea for the crew Dress me up in me oilskins and jumpers No more on the docks Ill be seen Just tell me old shipmates Im taking a trip, mates And Ill see you someday in Fiddlers Green When you get back in dock and the long trip is through Theres pubs and theres clubs and theres lassies there too Where the girls are all pretty and the beer is all free And theres bottles of rum growing from every tree Dress me up in me oilskins and jumpers No more on the docks Ill be seen Just tell me old shipmates Im taking a trip, mates And Ill see you someday in Fiddlers Green Now, I dont want a harp or a halo, not me Just give me a ship and a good rolling sea And Ill play my old squeeze box as we sail along With the wind in our rigging to sing me this song Dress me up in me oilskins and jumpers No more on the docks Ill be seen Just tell me old shipmates Im taking a trip, mates And Ill see you someday in Fiddlers Green [ Fiddlers Green Lyrics ]
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