A young fella went walking one day by a brook
When he spied a young fisherman
Fishin' with his hook
Going home
Da de dum…Da de day
Says he to the fisherman, fisherman says he
Have ya got a bit of fish
For to take home to tea
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Oh no says the fisherman, the fish is very bad
I've been fishing all day
And I only caught a crab
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So he tied a piece of string around the crabs back bone
Threw 'em across his shoulder
And he fucked off home
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Well he couldn't find a pot, and he couldn't find a dish
So they threw him in the potty
Where the maid use to piss
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At twelve o'clock, in the middle of the night
Sure the maid got up
For to have a read and write
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Well she sat down and she began to grunt
And sure up came the crab
And caught her by the “holy be to Jesus!!!”
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So she got a hook and he got a broom
And they bet the poor fucker
All around the room
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Sure they bet him in the head and they bet him in the sides
And they bet him in the goolies
'til the poor whore died
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If your ever getting' married sure get married to a cook
If she can't use a broom
She can swing a fuckin' hook
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Da de dum…Da de day
There's a moral to the story and the moral is this
Always have a look
Before you have a piss
Going home
Da de dum…Da de day
That's the end of the story, if you wanna hear more
Stick an apple up me arse
And ………….. can have the core
Going home
Da de dum…Da de day
Da de dum…Da de day
