Chords for Ray Fisher and Cilla Fisher - Come a ye fisher lassies

[F#] _ _ [D#m] _ [F#] _ _ _
Come all ye fish and lasses, ayets, come [E] all while we meet
Fae Cairn, Bulgan, Gavrae and fae _ Inverallachie
[F#] Fae Buckie and fae Aberdeen and all the [E] country round
[C#m] We're a-whattie cut the hair and [F#] we're a-whattie hairless too _
While ye rise up in the morning with yer bundle [E] in yer hand
Fae at the station early or you're surely here to stand
[F#] Tack plenty to eat and a [G#m] kettle for yer tea
[C#m] Or you'll maybe die of hunger [F#] on the way to Yermouth Quay
Now the journey it's a-langing, it [E] tacks a day of twa
And when ye reach yer lodge you'd sure as soon as you can pa
But [F#] ye rise up like way the [C#m] sweep's stillin' yer ee
You're a-whattie find the gutting [F#] yer to land yer Yermouth Quay _
It's early in the morning, it's late [E] in day and night
Yer hands are cut and choppitye, they [C#m] look a-nunk a-sick
[F#] And ye greet like a weep when ye pet [E] them in the brie
And ye wish [C#] you were a thousand miles [F#] awa' fae Yermouth Quay
Now there's coopers there, there's curers there, buyers [E] canning shills
There's lassies at the pickle and there's niddlers at [C#m] the grills
Aye, I [D#m] wish yer [F#] a fish had been a-lift [C#m] in the sea
By the time yer finished gutting [F#] herring on the Yermouth Quay
Now I've gutted fish in Lerwy, in [E] Starnway and Shields
I've worked a-lang the Humber amongst the [F#] barrels in the Creel's
Whips, bay, grimsby, I've travelled [E] up and down
[C#] But the place to see the herring is [F#] the quay at Yermouth Toon
So come aye, fish and lassies, let's come a [E]-whaboo me
Fae Cairn, Balgan, Gebrie and [C#m] Fae and _ Barallachie
[B] Fae Barkie [F#] and Fae Evergene and all the [C#m] country roon
We're a-whattie gutting herring, [F#] we're a-whattie Yermouth _ Toon
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