Siren Song May2025

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Drunken Sailor Traditional 3
Fisherman's Blues [☘️] The Waterboys 4
Fishermen of County Down John Watt 5
Fishermen of County Down John Watt 6
I'll Tell Me Ma Traditional 7
Octopus’s Garden The Beatles 8
Pay Me My Money Down Bruce Springsteen 9
Puff the Magic Dragon Peter, Paul and Mary 10
Six miles from Bangor to Donaghadee Richard Hayward 11
Skye Boat Song 12
Sloop John B The Beach Boys 13

Contents Page 1 of 1



Drunken Sailor Traditional 3
Fisherman's Blues [☘️] The Waterboys 4
Fishermen of County Down John Watt 5
Fishermen of County Down John Watt 6
I'll Tell Me Ma Traditional 7
Octopus’s Garden The Beatles 8
Pay Me My Money Down Bruce Springsteen 9
Puff the Magic Dragon Peter, Paul and Mary 10
Six miles from Bangor to Donaghadee Richard Hayward 11
Skye Boat Song 12
Sloop John B The Beach Boys 13

Fishermen of County Down[C] - John Watt [intro] [C] [G] [C] [Verse 1] While you [C] lie snug in your [C7] bed With the [F] clothes tucked o'er your head And you [C] hold your fond and true love in your [G] arms Think of [C] all our fisher[C7] men who pull [F] out at 2am To [C] face the waves be[G] neath the moon and [C] stars [Chorus] Eighty [G] boats are on the swell And the [F] men have tales to [C] tell From [F] Shirley Bay, Kil[C] keel and Ardglass [G] Town But the [C] Portavogie [C7] boys are the [F] lads who make the noise They're the [C] fishermen who [G] hail from County [C] Down [C] [G] [C] [Verse 2] In De[C] cember or in [C7] June, oh the [F] weather calls the tune As the [C] fishermen wrap up well to keep [G] warm And they've [C] got their oilskins [C7] on Off the [F] coast of Annalong For the [C] Chicken Rocks way-[G] off the Isle of [C] Man [Verse 3] James [C] Cully is the [C7] man, he [F] sails before the dawn As [C] Frank, the pole bobs off his starboard [G] bow Victor [C] Chamber's boat, Green [C7] Isle, Is the [F] one to make you smile As they [C] come with herring, [G] mackerel, plaice and [C] sole [Chorus] Eighty [G] boats are on the swell And the [F] men have tales to [C] tell From [F] Shirley Bay, Kil[C] keel and Ardglass [G] Town But the [C] Portavogie [C7] boys are the [F] lads who make the noise They're the [C] fishermen who [G] hail from County [C] Down [C] [G] [C] [Verse 4] From John's [C] point to The [C7] Man the [F] fishers' nets do span As the [C] sixty-long-foot trawlers they do [G] roll But it [C] will be 8[C7] pm afore the [F] men return again To [C] see their wives and [G] sweethearts on the [C] soil [Verse 5] George [C] Milligan & [C7] Sons and Angus [F] Cochrane are the ones Who pre[C] pare the haul for the likes of you and [G] me With their [C] cuttin' knives they [C7] toil When the [F] tea is on the boil For [C] George and Angus [G] know and love the [C] sea [Chorus] Eighty [G] boats are on the swell And the [F] men have tales to [C] tell From [F] Shirley Bay, Kil[C] keel and Ardglass [G] Town But the [C] Portavogie [C7] boys are the [F] lads who make the noise They're the [C] fishermen who [G] hail from County [C] Down They're the [C] fishermen who [G] hail from County [C] Down [F] [G] [C]

Fishermen of County Down[G] - John Watt [intro] [G] [D] [G] [Verse 1] While you [G] lie snug in your [G7] bed With the [C] clothes tucked o'er your head And you [G] hold your fond and true love in your [D] arms Think of [G] all our fisher[G7] men who pull [C] out at 2am To [G] face the waves be[D]neath the moon and [G] stars [Chorus] Eighty [D] boats are on the swell And the [C] men have tales to [G] tell From [C] Shirley Bay, Kil[G] keel and Ardglass [D] Town But the [G] Portavogie [G7] boys are the [C] lads who make the noise They're the [G] fishermen who [D] hail from County [G] Down [G] [D] [G] [Verse 2] In De[G] cember or in [G7] June, oh the [C] weather calls the tune As the [G] fishermen wrap up well to keep [D] warm And they've [G] got their oilskins [G7] on Off the [C] coast of Annalong For the [G] Chicken Rocks way-[D] off the Isle of [G] Man [Verse 3] James [G] Cully is the [G7] man, he [C] sails before the dawn As [G] Frank, the pole bobs off his starboard [D] bow Victor [G] Chamber's boat, Green [G7] Isle, Is the [C] one to make you smile As they [G] come with herring, [D] mackerel, plaice and [G] sole [Chorus] Eighty [D] boats are on the swell And the [C] men have tales to [G] tell From [C] Shirley Bay, Kil[G] keel and Ardglass [D] Town But the [G] Portavogie [G7] boys are the [C] lads who make the noise They're the [G] fishermen who [D] hail from County [G] Down [G] [D] [G] [Verse 4] From John's [G] point to The [G7] Man the [C] fishers' nets do span As the [G] sixty-long-foot trawlers they do [D] roll But it [G] will be 8[G7] pm afore the [C] men return again To [G] see their wives and [D] sweethearts on the [G] soil [Verse 5] George [G] Milligan & [G7] Sons and Angus [C] Cochrane are the ones Who pre[G] pare the haul for the likes of you and [D] me With their [G] cuttin' knives they [G7] toil When the [C] tea is on the boil For [G] George and Angus [D] know and love the [G] sea [Chorus] Eighty [D] boats are on the swell And the [C] men have tales to [G] tell From [C] Shirley Bay, Kil[G] keel and Ardglass [D] Town But the [G] Portavogie [G7] boys are the [C] lads who make the noise They're the [G] fishermen who [D] hail from County [G] Down They're the [G] fishermen who [D] hail from County [C][G] Down

Six miles from Bangor to Donaghadee - Richard Hayward [Verse 1] [G] One day down in [D] Bangor I called on Miss [G] Brown She was up in her bath so she [D] couldn't come down Said [G] I slip on something and [C] come down [G] quick So she slipped on the [D] soap and was down in a [G] tick [Chorus] [G] Tra la [C]la, Tra la [G] lee For it’s six miles from [D] Bangor to [C]Donagha[G]dee [Verse 2] [G] One day at the [D] market I bought a wee [G] hen I thought I would like a fresh [D] egg now and then But the [G] very next morning I [C] got a great [G] shock Says the hen I can't [D] lay sure I’m only a [G] cock [Chorus] [G] Tra la [C]la, Tra la [G] lee For it’s six miles from [D] Bangor to [C]Donagha[G]dee [Verse 3] [G] One day I was [D] walking down the Main [G] Street I saw a wee lad with no [D] shoes to his feet I [G] took pity on [C] him then and [G] there I went into a [D] fruit shop and bought him a [G] pear [Chorus] [G] Tra la [C]la, Tra la [G] lee For it’s six miles from [D] Bangor to [C]Donagha[G]deee [Verse 4] [G] I once met a man with a [D] hole in his [G] head They took out my brain for to [D] mend it he said That’s [G] awkward says I, but says [C] he not at [G] all Sure I'm only a [D] deputy up in the [G] dole [Chorus] [G] Tra la [C]la, Tra la [G] lee For it’s six miles from [D] Bangor to [C]Donagha[G]dee [Verse 5] [G] I met an old [D] man at a funeral one [G] day His back it was stooped and his [D] hair it was gray I'm [G] close on a hundred he [C] said with a [G] groan Well, said I, you'd be [D] wasting your time to go [G] home [Chorus] [G] Tra la [C]la, Tra la [G] lee For it’s six miles from [D] Bangor to [C]Donagha[G]dee [Verse 6] [G] I dreamt I did die [D] and to heaven did [G] go And the place that I came from they [D] wanted to know Says [G] I, I'm from Bangor. St. [C] Peter did [G] stare Hurry up, step [D] inside, you're the first one from [G] there [Chorus] [G] Tra la [C]la, Tra la [G] lee For it’s six miles from [D] Bangor to [C]Donagha[G]dee

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