Gordon Bok – Herring Croon (Guitar)

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[Intro] G D G [Verse]
             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."
[Verse]
             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."
[Verse]
            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."
[Verse]
             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."