Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song The Herring , by - The Dubliners. Song from the album Drinkin' & Courtin', in the genre Кельтская музыкаRelease date: 28.06.2012
Record label: Parlophone
Song language: English
The Herring |
| There was a poor thing that flowed in with the tide |
| It was forty feet long, boys, and forty feet wide |
| And we called it the herring that came it with the tide |
| Take him away and don’t delay |
| One your leg, two your leg, three your leg |
| Throw your leg, over me Johnny sez she |
| Well, what do you think we made out of his head, but the grandest oul oven that |
| ever baked bread |
| With me herrings and heads and oven baked breads |
| Take him away and don’t delay |
| One your leg, two your leg, three your leg |
| Throw your leg, over me Johnny sez she |
| Well what do you think we made out of his eyes, but lovely big pair of blue |
| butterflies |
| With me herrings and heads and oven baked breads, herrings and eyes and blue |
| butterflies |
| Take him away and don’t delay |
| One your leg, two your leg, three your leg |
| Throw your leg, over me Johnny sez she |
| Well what do you think we made out of his back, but lovely big sailor and we |
| called him Jack |
| With me herrings and heads and oven baked breads, herrings and eyes and blue |
| butterflies |
| Herrings and backs and sailors called Jack |
| Take him away and don’t delay |
| One your leg, two your leg, three your leg |
| Throw your leg, over me Johnny sez she |
| Well what do you think we made out of his belly, but lovely looking girl and we |
| christened her Nellie |
| With me herrings and heads and oven baked breads, herrings and eyes and blue |
| butterflies |
| Herrings and backs and sailors called Jack, herrings and bellies and girls |
| called Nellies |
| Take him away and don’t delay |
| One your leg, two your leg, three your leg |
| Throw your leg, over me Johnny sez she |
| Well, what do you think we made out of his fins, but a grand big box of needles |
| and pins |
| With me herrings and heads and oven baked breads, herrings and eyes and blue |
| butterflies |
| Herrings and backs and sailors called Jack, herrings and bellies and girls |
| called Nellie |
| Herrings and fins and needles and pins |
| Take him away and don’t delay |
| One your leg, two your leg, three your leg |
| Throw your leg, over me Johnny sez she |
| Well, what do you think we made out of his tail, but the grandest oul ship, |
| boys, that ever set sail |
| With me herrings and heads and oven baked breads, herrings and eyes and blue |
| butterflies |
| Herrings and backs and sailors called Jack, herrings and bellies and girls |
| called Nellie |
| Herrings and fins and needles and pins |
| With the herrings and tails and ships setting sail |
| Take him away and don’t delay |
| One your leg, two your leg, three your leg |
| Throw your leg, over me Johnny sez she |
| Well, come all your young girls that are tryin' to prude |
| The next two verses are awfully rude |
| So, if you don’t like them you can be on your way |
| Take him away and don’t delay |
| One your leg, two your leg, three your leg |
| Throw your leg, over me Johnny sez she |