Fiddlers Green (Maggie) - Dubliners [Verse 1] As I [C] walked by the [F] dockside one [C] evening so [Am] fair... To [C] view the salt [F] waters and [C] take the salt [G] air... I [F] heard an old fisherman [C] singing a song... 'Oh take me [G] away boys, me [C] time is not [G] long... [Chorus] Wrap me [C] up in me [G] oilskins and [C] jumper No [F] more on the [C] docks I'll be [G] seen Just [F] tell me ol' shipmates, I'm [C]taking a trip mates and [G] I'll see you some day on [G7] Fiddlers [C] Green... [Verse 2] Now [C] Fiddlers [F] Green is a [C] place I've heard [Am] tell... Where the [C] fishermen [F] go if they [C] don't go to [G] hell... Where the [F] skies are all clear and the [C] dolphins do play... And the cold coast of [G] Greenland is [C] far, far [G] away... [Chorus] [Verse 3] Where the [C] skies are all [F] clear and there's [C] never a [Am] gale... And the [C] fish jump on [F] board with one [C] swish of their [G] tail... Where you [F] lie at your leisure, there's [C] no work to do... and the skipper's [G] below making [C] tay for the [G] crew... [Chorus] [Verse 4] When you [C] get back on [F] docks and the [C] long trip is [Am] through... There's [C] pubs and there's [F] clubs and there's [C]lassies there [G]too... Where the [F] girls are all pretty and the [C] beer it is free... And there's bottles of [G] rum growing [C] from every [G] tree... [Chorus] [Verse 5] Now I [C] don't want a [F] harp nor a [C] halo, not [Am] me... Just [C] give me a [F] breeze and a [C] good rollin' [G] sea.. I'll [F] play me ol' squeeze-box as [C] we sail along... With the wind in the [G] rigging to [C] sing me a [G] song... [Chorus] Wrap me [C] up in me [G] oilskins and [C] jumper No [F] more on the [C] docks I'll be [G] seen Just [F] tell me ol' shipmates, I'm [C]taking a trip mates and [G] I'll see you some day on (slow up) [G7] Fiddlers [C] Green...[C*]