An Apres Morris Song Archive - The Morris Ring

Fiddlers Green (John Conolly)
As I rode by the dockside one evening so rare To
view the still waters and take the salt air
I heard an old fisherman singing a song
Oh take me away boys me time is not long.
Now Fiddlers Green is a place I heard tell
Where fishermen go if they don’t go to hell
Where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play
And the cold coast of Greenland is far far away.
Ch. Dress me up in me oil skins and jumper
No more on the docks I’ll be seen
Just tell me old ship mates I’m taking a trip mates
And I’ll see you some day in Fiddlers Green.
The skies always clear and there’s never a gale
And fish jump on board with a flick of their tail
You can lie at your leisure there’s no work to do
And the skipper’s below making tea for the crew.
When you’re in dock and the long trip is through
There’s pubs and there’s clubs and there’s lassies
there too
The girls are all pretty and the beer is all free
And there’s bottles of rum growing on every tree.
I don’t want a harp or a halo not me
Just give me a breeze and a good rolling sea
And I’ll play me old squeeze box as we sail along
With the wind in the rigging to sing me this song.
Fishfinger Song / The Great Fishfinger Disaster (Miles Wootton)
Come all ye jolly sail-i-ers, who sail across the sea;
And listen to this story I'm about to tell to thee.
Concerning them bold Fish-iar lads who sail the seas so wet;
A-hunting for fish fingers, with a harpoon and a net.
'Twas in the year of '64,or was it' 63-?
We set sail from Basingstoke , bound for Amer-i-key.
The storms they was a-ra-ji-ing, and the waves a dreadful sight;
It took us forty days, me boys, to reach the Isle of Wight.
Our Captain's name was Gladys, he wore a dress of red;
Which might have been the reason he was not marr-i-ed.
He was a gay old sea-bitch and it was his fav-our-ite joy,
To take a turn around the deck with the handsome cabin boy.
And then off Iceland's icy shores, a mighty shoal we spied;
Of Froz-i-en Fish Fin-gi-ers, a-waiting to be fried.
With our harpoons at the ready my boys, upon that shoal we
burst;
A-las, we was too late me lads, the Japanese had got there first.
Them Nippon lads came at we, they was a terrible crew;
A-brandishing tran-sis-ti-ers, and a-giving it the old Kung-Fu.
We sang them a sea shan-ti-ee, but they did not want to know;
And they slashed away our mizzen mast with one Karate blow.
We got back to old Eng-gi-land in a twelve month and a day;
It would have been much quicker, but we went the pretty way.
Take warning all ye sail-i-or lads what sails the sea in ships
Don't ever go fish fing-i-ering, just stick to Cod and Chips
Fields Of Athenry (Pete St John)
By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young girl calling
Michael, they have taken you away,
For you stole Trevelyan's corn,
So the young might see the morn.
Now a prison ship lies waiting in the bay
ch. Low lie the fields of Athenry
Where once we watched the small free birds fly
Our love was on the wing
We had dreams and songs to sing
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.
By a lonely prison wall, I heard a young man calling
Nothing matters, Mary, when you're free
Against the famine and the crown,
I rebelled, they cut me down.
Now you must raise our child with dignity.
By a lonely harbor wall, she watched the last star falling
As the prison ship sailed out against the sky
Sure she'll wait and hope and pray, for her love in Botany Bay
It's so lonely round the fields of Athenry.x2
parody…..By a lonely prison wall I heard a young girl calling
Michael they are singing it again
If I hear it one more time, I think I'll lose my mind
I'm so fed up with the Fields of Athenry
cho: Oh no the Fields of Athenry
If I hear it one more time I think I'll die
It's such a boring song it goes on and on and on
I'm so fed up with the Fields of Athenry
From within the prison wall I heard a young man calling
Mary why do you think I'm here
In here we all agree transportation'll set us free
Free from the Fields of Athenry
By a lonely harbour wall I saw the last star falling
As the prison ship sailed out against the tide
Hold on that girl did say I'm coming with you to Botany Bay
To escape from the Fields of Athenry
Five Constipated Men (Carli Gewrtz)
Ch.
There were five, five, constipated men In the Bible, in the Bible.
There five, five, constipated men In the five books of Moses
The first, first, constipated man was Cain, he wasn't Abel The
first, first, constipated man was Cain, he was not Abel.
The second, second constipated man was Balaam,
he couldn't move his ass…
The third, third, constipated man was Moses,
he took two tablets….
The fourth, fourth, constipated man it was Solomon,
he sat for forty years….
The fifth, fifth constipated man it was Samson,
he brought the house down…
(actually, there were six:
The sixth, sixth constipated man
Was Titus. His name speaks for itself)
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