Chords for Fisherman's Boy (The Dorymen)

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My dreams as a young [C] lad was a fisherman [G] to be,
To welcome my father [A] home from [D] the sea,
[G] With his hand on my [C] shoulder, a wink in [G] his eye.
Son, always be proud [D] your a [G] fisherman's boy,
My father was a good [C] man, proud of [G] his trade,
He never got rich [A] on the money [D] he made,
[G] But the love for his family [C] no money [G] could buy.
And I'll always [C] be proud [D] I'm that [G] fisherman's boy.
The herring would come and the capelin would go,
No squid in the [A] foddy would go in [D] the hole,
[G] No corned beef or salt [C] for white bread [G] or rice.
And I'll always be proud [D] I'm that [G] fisherman's boy. _
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The winters were long [C] and the living [G] was tough,
_ Salt fish and dough [A] bread there wasn't [D] enough,
[G] He'd look at his family [C] with a tear in [G] his eye,
Saying always be proud [D] your a [G] fisherman's boy. _
The years have gone by [C] now and [D] time dear [G] has changed,
To turn back the pages [A] there's [D] nothing to gain,
[G] But these things I'll remember [C] till the [G] day that I die. _
Son, always be proud [D] your a [G] fisherman's boy,
His fishing it ended [C] and the year [G] 44, _
His hardships his worries [A] his troubles [D] no more,
[G] If he could return [C] now and see what [G] I have done,
I know he'd be proud [D] of the [G] fisherman's son. _
You doctors, you lawyers, [C] you teachers [G] you can, _
Go seek out your [A] fortunes across this [D] great land,
[G] But wherever you go [C] lads [G] hold your heads high,
And always be proud [D] your a [G] fisherman's boy. _
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