[Verse]
As I walked by the dockside one evening so fair,
To view the still waters and taste the salt air,
I heard an old fisherman singing this song,
"Oh, take me away boys, me time is not long"

[Chorus]
Wrap me up in the oilskins and blankets,
No more at the docks I'll be seen,
Just tell me old shipmates I'm taking a trip, mates,
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green.

[Verse]
Now Fiddler's Green is a place I've heard tell,
Where fisherman go if they don't go to hell,
Where the weather is fair and the dolphins do play,
And the cold coast of Greenland is far, far away.

[Chorus]
Wrap me up in the oilskins and blankets,
No more at the docks I'll be seen,
Just tell me old shipmates I'm taking a trip, mates,
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green.

[Verse]
And when you're in dock and the long trip is through,
There's pubs and there's clubs and there's lassies there, too,
The girls are all pretty and the beer is all free,
And there's bottles of rum growing on every tree.

[Chorus]
Wrap me up in the oilskins and blankets,
No more on the docks I'll be seen,
Just tell me old shipmates I'm taking a trip, mates,
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green.

[Verse]
And no I don't want a harp or a halo, not me,
Just give me a breeze and a good rolling sea,
And I'll play me old squeezebox as we sail along,
With the wind in the rigging to sing me this song.

[Chorus]
Wrap me up in the oilskins and blankets,
No more at the docks I'll be seen,
Just tell me old shipmates I'm taking a trip, mates
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green.