Ewan MacColl
Ewan MacColl - Net Hauling Song lyrics
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It's busk ye, me lads, get you up on the deck And take up your stations for hauling the nets And mind you pull together boys all through the night And sweat in your oilskin until it's daylight At the heave and haul and shaking of nets It's when we're start hauling we're living in hopes The boy in the locker the lads on the ropes And the fellows in the hold who are pulling the nets And shaking the herring out on to the deck With the heaving and hauling and the shaking of nets It's net after net its pulled up from the sea With a haul and a shake and a one, two and three And the herring are a piling around your sea boots And slithering and sliding down into the shoots And we're heaving and hauling and shaking of nets It's hour after hour we are hauling away All through the long night till the dawn of the day And the skipper's in the wheelhouse he's on the R T And the cook's in the galley a brewing the tea And we're finished with hauling and shaking of nets