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| | | Artist: | Unknown |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Squidjigging Ground | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 166 | | | | Lyrics: | The Squid-Jigging Ground
Oh, this is the place where the fishermwen gather,
With
oilskins and boots and Cape Anns battened down;
All sizes of figures with squid lines and
jiggers,
They congregate here on the squid-jigging ground.
Some are workin' their
jiggers while others are yarnin',
There's some standin' up and there's more lyin'
down;
While all kinds of fun, jokes and tricks are begun
As they wait for the squid on the
squid-jiggin' ground.
There's men of all ages and boys in the bargain;
There's old
Billy Cave and there's young Raymond Brown,
There's a red rantin' Tory out here in a
dory,
A-runnin' down Squires on the squid-jiggin' ground.
There's men from the
Harbour and men from the Tickle,
In all kinds of motorboats, green, grey and brown;
Right
yonder is Bobby and with him is Nobby,
He's chawin' hard tack on the squid-jiggin'
ground.
God bless my sou'wester, there's Skipper John Chaffey,
He's the best hand at
squid-jiggin' here, I'll be bound.
Hello! What's the row? Why he's jiggin' one now,
The
very first squid on the squid-jiggin' ground.
The man with the whiskers is old Jacob
Steele;
He's gettin well up but he's still pretty sound.
While Uncle Bob Hawkins wears six
pair o' stockin's
Whenever he's out on the squid-jiggin' ground.
Holy smoke! What a
scuffle! All hands are excited.
'Tis a wonder to me that there's nobody drowned.
There's
confusion, a bustle, a wonderful hustle,
They're all jiggin' squids on the squid-jiggin'
ground.
Says Bobby, "The squids are on top of the water,
I just got me jigger 'bout
one fathom down" ---
When a squid in the boat squirted right down his throat,
And he's
swearin' like mad on the squid-jiggin' ground.
There's poor Uncle Billy, his whiskers are
spattered
With spots of the squid juice that's flying around;
One poor little b'y got it
right in the eye,
But they don't give a damn on the squid-jiggin' ground.
Now if
ever you feel inclined to go squiddin',
Leave your white shirts and collars behind in the
town.
And if you get cranky without your silk hanky
You'd better steer clear of the
squid-jiggin' ground.
NOTE: From Canada's Maritime Provinces. I first heard it on
a
Wilf Carter (Montana Slim) record from the 1940s RG
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