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As I walked out one May morning

Down by the riverside

There I beheld a bold fisherman

Come rowing by the tide

Come rowing by the tide

There I beheld a bold fisherman

Come rowing by the tide


Good morning to you my bold fisherman

How come you fishing here?

I come here a fishing for your sweet sake

All on this river clear

All on this river clear

I come here a fishing for your sweet sake

All on this river clear.


He drew his boat up onto the bay

And for her made his bent

He took her by the lilywhite hand

Which was his full intent

Which was his full intent

He took her by the lilywhite hand

Which was his full intent.


He took the cloak from off of his back

And gently laid it down

There she beheld three chains of gold

Hang dangling three times round

Hang dangling three times round

There she beheld three chains of gold

Hang dangling three times round

She fell down on her bended knee

For mercy she implored

In calling you a bold fisherman

When I fear you are some Lord

When I fear you are some Lord

In calling you a bold fisherman

When I fear you are some Lord


Rise up rise up my pretty fair maid

From off your bended knee

There's not one word that you have said

Has least offended me

Has least offended me

There's not one word that you have said

Has least offended me


He took her by the lilywhite hand

Saying married we shall be

Then you will have a bold fisherman

To row you on the sea

To row you on the sea

Then you will have a bold fisherman

To row you on the sea.

THE BOLD FISHERMAN

English folk song

Vocals and Guitar - Allister Thompson

Audio from the Free Music Archive

Creative Commons License

 


Audio unchanged, lyrics added

Many thanks to Allister for kind approval of this presentation