The Little Fisherman (1918) eltlf.mid
words by Dana Burnet, music by Eastwood Lane
Ho! jolly little fisherman with the blue eye and the basket,
Where are you going now, if I may ask it?
O, I'm going down to the rippling brook that flows beside the willow,
And I'll sit in the shade of a pretty tree, with a green moss pillow.
An' what'l ye do a sittin' there, my little fisher laddie?
Will you catch a whoppin' spotted pike, or a siller shaddie?
I'll catch nae one nor tother, lad, nor siller fish nor mottle,
I'll sit in the shade, in the shade of a tree, and drink frae a brown buttle!