Lyrics Net Hauling Song - The Dubliners
It's
busk
ye,
me
boy's,
get
you
up
on
the
deck
And
take
up
your
stations
for
hauling
the
nets
And
mind
up
all
together
lads
all
through
the
night
And
shaking
your
oilskins
until
it's
daylight
With
a
heave
and
a
haul
and
the
shaking
of
nets
It's
when
we're
at
hauling
we're
living
on
hope
The
boy
in
the
locker
the
lads
on
the
ropes
The
fellows
in
the
hold
to
our
hauling
the
nets
And
shaking
the
herring
out
on
to
the
deck
With
a
heave
and
a
haul
and
the
shaking
of
nets
It's
net
after
net
we
pull
up
from
the
sea
With
a
haul
and
a
shake
and
a
one,
two
and
three
The
herring
are
a
piling
around
our
sea
boots
And
slithering
and
sliding
down
into
the
shoots
With
a
heave
and
a
haul
and
the
shaking
of
nets
It's
hour
after
hour
we
are
hauling
away
All
through
the
long
night
till
the
dawn
of
the
day
The
captain's
in
the
wheelhouse
he's
on
the
RT
And
the
cook's
in
the
galley
a
brewing
the
tea
And
we're
heaving
and
hauling
and
shaking
of
nets
Now
the
season
is
over
so
be
on
your
way
And
head
for
the
home
port
to
sign
for
your
pay
Your
missus
will
be
waiting
to
welcome
you
home
It's
so
hard
for
a
wife
to
be
so
much
alone
And
you're
finished
with
heaving
and
hauling
of
nets.
1 Weila Weila
2 Poor Old Dicey Riley
3 Quare Bungle Rye
4 The Inniskillen Dragoons
5 The Partin' Glass
6 A Muirsheen Durkin'
7 Mormon Braes
8 Come and Join the British Army
9 Paddy's Gone to France / Skylark
10 The Piper's Chair / Bill Hart's Jig / The Nights of St. Patrick
11 Cork Hornpipe
12 Flop Eared Mule (Donkey Reel)
13 Whiskey on Sunday
14 Navvy Boots
15 (The Bonny) Shoals of Herring
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