The Bold Fishing Man
As I strowed out one morning clear,
Down by a riverside,
There I behold a bold fishing man,
He came floating with the tide. From the singing of Alice Webb (née Brazil) at and Lemmy Brazil at Christmas 1968. Collected by Peter Shepheard. (Springthyme 69.1.40 & 69.1.51,52).
As I strowed out one morning clear,
Down by a riverside,
There I behold a bold fishing man,
He came floating with the tide.
A-floating with the tide,There I behold a bold fishing man,He came floating with the tide.“Good evening to you bold fishing man,
What brought you a-fishing here?”
“I have come a-fishing for your sweet sake,
Down by a river clear.”
[extra verse from Cecil Sharp:
He tied his boat unto a stand,
And to this lady went,
For to take hold of her lily white hand,
It was his full intent]
He pullèd off his overcoat,
He’s put it on the ground,
And there she behold three chains of gold,
Come a danglin three times round.
Down on her bended knees she fell,
And, “Mercy!” then cried she,
“I am calling you the bold fishing man,
But I see you are a Lord.”
The very next day to the church they went,
They got married speedjut free, [speedjut free: speedily
And now she’s got a bold fishing man,
To row her on the tide.
To row her on the tide,And now she’s got a bold fishing man,To row her on the tide.[ BACK ]
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