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With our nets and gear we're faring
On the wild and wasteful ocean.
It's out there on the deep we harvest and keep our bread
As we hunted for the shoals of herring

It was on a fair and a pleasant day
Out of Yarmouth harbor I was faring
As a cabin boy on a sailing lugger
For to hunt the bonny shoals of herring

Oh the work was hard and the hours were long
And the treatment, sure it took some bearing
And I used to sleep standing on my feet
And I'd dream about the shoals of herring

Oh we left the homegrounds in the month of June
And to Canny Shiels we soon were bearing
With a hundred cran of the silver darlings
That we'd taken from the shoals of herring

Now you're up on deck, you're a fisherman
And you're learning all about sea faring
That's your education scraps of navigation
As you hunt the bonnie shoals of herring

In the stormy seas and the living gales
I earned the gear that I was wearing
Sailed ten thousand miles caught ten million fishes
As we hunted for the shoals of herring

And it's night and day we're faring
Come winter wave or winter gale
Sweating or cold growing up growing old or dying
As we hunt the bonnie shoals of herring



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