https://open.spotify.com/track/558x2yVgLt30uuQ1SKkhfh?si=V9EQFpSsS_aBI-LhCmJr8A
Credit to spencerfire for most of the chords and structure.
[Intro]
(semi a capella):
With our nets and gear we re faring
On the wild and wasteful ocean.
It s out there on the deep that we harvest and reap, our bread
As we hunt the bonny shoals of herring.
[Verse 1]
It was on a fair and a pleasant day
Out of Yarmouth harbour I was faring
As a cabin boy on the sailing lugger
For to hunt of bonny the shoals of herring
[Verse 2]
Now, 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
As I d dreamed about the shoals of herring
[Verse 3]
Now, we left the home grounds 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
[Verse 4]
Now you re up on deck, you re a fisherman
And you re learning all about seafaring
That s your education, scraps of navigation
And you re following the shoals of herring
[Verse 5]
You re net ropeman now, boy you re on the move
You can swear or show a manly bearing
Take your turn on deck with the other fellows
As you re searching for the shoals of herring
[Verse 6]
On 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
[Outro]
(semi a capella):
And it s night and day, we re faring
Come winter wake or winter gales
Sweating or cold, growing up, growing old, or dying
We will hunt the bonny shoals of herring
