Herring Croon

G D G D G D Where do you go, little herring, what do you see, tail and fin? G F G F G "Blue and green, cold and dark, seaweed growing high C G D Hills a hundred fathom deep where the dead men lie C G D Dogfish eyes and mackerel's eyes and they hunger after me G F G F G F G F G Net or weir, I don't care, catch me if you can." D G D Where do you go, little boat, tar and timber, plank and sail? G F G F G "I go to green bays, lift them under me C G D Cold, grey, combing seas come to bury me C G D Rocky jaws and stony claws and, oh, they hunger after me G F G F G F G F G Harbours cold, deep and bold, I wish that I could see." D G D What do you see, fisherman, poor old sailor, blood and bone? G F G F G "Mackerel skies, mares' tails, reef and furl and steer C G D Poor haul and hungry days, rotten line and gear C G D Snow, wind and winter gales and, oh, they hunger after me G F G F G F G F G Net or weir, I don't care, catch you if I can." D G D Where do you go, little herring, what do you see, tail and fin? G F G F G "Blue and green, cold and dark, seaweed growing high C G D Hills a hundred fathom deep where the fisherman lie C G D Dogfish eyes and mackerel's eyes and oh, they hunger after me G F G F G Net or weir, I don't care, catch me if you can."