ISLAND OF BOTHIES

The blacksmith said let us wait
The blacksmith said let us go
The blacksmith said to his grandchild
Standing at the door of the barn
That he was going to go courting.

Island of bothies, of bothies
Island of bothies, of bothies
Island of bothies, of bothies
Fingal's bothies.

I'd knock spots off the birds
I'd knock spots off the hakes [fish]
Little lythes [flat fish] of the sea.
We would take a while hauling them in
If our hand lines last.

We got nothing here
We got nothing here
We got nothing here
Except noises of the hand lines.
If only carp would come
If only carp would come
Or razor fish or flounder
That would take the hooks from the seaweed
If our hand lines last.

@Scottish
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MR
oct99
mudcat.org

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