Written by Ewan MacColl
A D E A Oh it was a fine and a pleasant day G#m F#m E (E F#m) (E G#m) Out of Yarmouth harbor I was faring A D F#m As a cabin boy on a sailing lugger A D E A For to hunt the bonny shoals of herring Now you're up on deck, you're a fisherman You can swear show a manly barren Take your turn and watch with the other fellas As you hunt the bonnie shoals of herring Well I earned my keep and I paid my way And I earned the gear that I was wearing I sailed a million mile, caught ten million fishes We were dreaming of the shoals of herring A D A Night and day the seas were daring A C E Come wind oh come more winter again A D A D F#m Sweating or cold, growing up, growing old, Or dying A D E A As we dream about the shoals of herring