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Welcome to the February 23rd edition of Sounds of Home!
Windy Old Weather
As we were a-fishin’ off Haisborough light,
Shootin’ and haulin’ and trav’lin’ all night,
It was windy old weather, stormy old weather,
When the wind blows, we all pull together.
We sighted a herring, the king of the sea,
Says, “Now, old skipper, you cannot catch me.”
We sighted a mackerel with stripes on his back,
“Time now, old skipper, top shift your main tack.”
We sighted a conger as long as a mile,
“Winds blowing easterly,” he said with a smile.
We sighted a plaice that had spots on his side,
Says, “Now, old skipper, these seas you won’t ride.”
I think what these fishes are saying is right,
We’ll haul in our nets and we’ll make for the light.
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