Текст песни: Fishing + перевод

To the Ribble I went one morn,

With a fishing friend called John,

Intending for to do a bit of angling.

Soon while others had landed nowt,

John had hit a two t' three trout,

T’others sat there greedy eyed and lines a dangling.

Soon he wasn’t on his tod he could hardly see his rod,

For other people’s lines around it swishing.

Just because they’d landed nowt, and he had pulled a couple out,

Everyone wanted to fish were he were fishing.

If you’re successful in your job or if you make a couple of bob,

Keep a watch along the bank, don’t get kop nodding,

For as sure as eggs are eggs there’ll be hundreds round your peg,

And there won’t be any room to get your rod in.

For if you are too sparing with the sharks you’ll soon be sharing,

And ther’ll not be space to cast your line and in.

And when you have a bride, proud and radiant by your side,

And you catch the twinkling eyes of fellows wishing,

Well stick to her like glue and make sure she sticks to you,

Don’t let anybody fish where you are fishing.

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