104 - The Three Jolly Fishermen

Words by © Traditional
Tune by © Traditional

Based on a street cry of Newhaven fishwives.

We are three jolly fishermen,
We are three jolly fishermen,
We are three jolly fishermen,
While the merry, merry bells do ring.

Make haste, make haste, you’ll be too late,
One fish, my dear, I cannot wait,
For me fine fry of herring
My bonny silver herring,
Mind how you sell them
While the merry, merry bells do ring.

We cast our nets unto the rocks
We cast our nets unto the rocks
We cast our nets unto the rocks
While the merry, merry bells do ring.

Make haste, make haste, you’ll be too late…

We’ve white an’ speckled bellied uns
We’ve white an’ speckled bellied uns
We’ve white an’ speckled bellied uns
While the merry, merry bells do ring.

Make haste, make haste, you’ll be too late,
One fish, my dear, I cannot wait,
For me fine fry of herring
My bonny silver herring,
Mind how you sell them
While the merry, merry bells do ring.

We sell them three for fourpence
We sell them three for fourpence
We sell them three for fourpence
While the merry, merry bells do ring.

Make haste, make haste, you’ll be too late…