My fisherman, my laddie-o /// Nana Mouskouri

nad001
30 April 2009
Where you're gonna be when the sun goes down, my fisherman
Where you're gonna be when the sun goes down, my laddie-o
Where you're gonna be when the sun goes down
When the summer's done
And you're back in town
Will you think of me, when you're back in town,
My fisherman, my laddie-o, my love

Where you're gonna be when the wind blows raw, my fisherman
Where you're gonna be when the wind blows raw, my laddie-o
Where you're gonna be when the wind blows raw,
When the stove is cold
And the pipes don't fall
Who will sift the ash when the flue won't draw
My fisherman, my laddie-o, my love

The autumn wind
Is roaring and restless
For all grey goose is on the wing
A summer lover
Is a winter rover
What will the new year bring
My laddie-o

Where you're gonna be when the wild winds blow, my fisherman
Where you're gonna be when the wild winds blow, my laddie-o
Where you're gonna be when the wild winds blow
When the snow's on the ground
And it's ten below
Will I be alone near the mistle toe
My fisherman, my laddie-o, my love
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