Текст песни Oscar Isaac - The Shoals of Herring

Shoals Of Herring

Oh, it was a fine and a pleasant day
Out of Yarmouth harbour I was faring
As a cabin boy, on a sailing lugger
For to hunt the bonny shoals of herring

Now you're up on deck, you're a fisherman
You can swear and show a manly bearing
Take your turn and watch with the other fellers
As you're hunt the bonny shoals of herring

Well, I earned my keep and I paid my way
And I earned the gear that I was wearing
Sailed a million miles, caught ten million fishes
We were dreaming of the shoals of herring

Night and day, the seas we're daring
Come wind or calm or winter gale
Sweating or cold, growing up, growing old
Or dying
As we dream about the shoals of herring