Gordon Bok - Herring croon

Where do you ^Dgo, little ^Gherring, what do you see, tail and ^Dfin? "^GBlue and green, ^Fcold and ^Gdark, seaweed ^Fgrowing ^Ghigh ^CHills a hundred fathom ^Gdeep where the dead men ^Dlie ^CDogfish eyes and mackerel's ^Geyes and they hunger after ^Dme ^GNet or weir, ^FI don't ^Gcare, catch me ^Fif you ^Gcan." ^{F G F G}

Where do you ^Dgo, little ^Gboat, tar and timber, plank and ^Dsail? "^GI go to ^Fgreen ^Gbays, lift them ^Funder ^Gme ^CCold, grey, combing ^Gseas come to bury ^Dme ^CRocky jaws and stony ^Gclaws and, oh, they hunger after ^Dme ^GHarbours cold, ^Fdeep and ^Gbold, I wish that ^FI could ^Gsee." ^{F G F G}

What do you ^Dsee, fisher^Gman, poor old sailor, blood and ^Dbone? "^GMackerel skies, ^Fmares' ^Gtails, reef and ^Ffurl and ^Gsteer ^CPoor haul and hungry ^Gdays, rotten line and ^Dgear ^CSnow, wind and winter ^Ggales and, oh, they hunger after ^Dme ^GNet or weir, ^FI don't ^Gcare, catch you ^Fif I ^Gcan." ^{F G F G}

Where do you ^Dgo, little ^Gherring, what do you see, tail and ^Dfin? "^GBlue and green, ^Fcold and ^Gdark, seaweed ^Fgrowing ^Ghigh ^CHills a hundred fathom ^Gdeep where the fisherman ^Dlie ^CDogfish eyes and mackerel's ^Geyes and oh, they hunger after ^Dme ^GNet or weir, ^FI don't ^Gcare, catch me ^Fif you ^Gcan."