Lyrics:

As I walked by the dockside
One evening so far
To view the salt waters
And takin` the salt air
I heard an old fisherman singing this song
O take me away boys my time is not long

Wrap me up in the oilskin and jumper
No more on the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates
I'm taking a trip, mates
And I'll see you someday on Fiddler`s green

Now Fiddler`s Green is a Place
I've heard tell
Where fishermen go
If they don't go to hell
When the skies are unclear
And the dolphin do play
And the cold coast of Greenland
Is far, far away

Wrap me up in me oilskin and jumper...

When the sky's are all clear
And there's never a gale
And the fish jump on board
With one swish on their tail
Where you lie at your leisure,
There's no work to do
And the skipper's below
Making Tea for the crew

Wrap me up in me oilskin and jumper...

When you get by gone docks
And the long trip is through
There's Pubs and there's clubs,
And there's lassies there too
Where the girls are all pretty
And the beer lit is free
And there's bottles of rum
Hanging from every tree

Wrap me up in me oilskin and jumper...

Now I don't want a harp
Not a halo, not me
Just give me a breeze
And a good Rolling sea
I'll play me old squeeze box
As we sail along
With the wind in the rigging
To sing me this song
Wrap me up in me oilskin and jumper...