delightful song, the first cut on his When All Men Sing CD

Crabbing
Chorus:
Crab, crab, crab, crab crabbing out on the open sea
Crab, crab, crab, crab crabbing crabbing's the life for me

Nice and easy the life I lead, I'm not drawn by trawlings' greed
I baits me pots, down (th)'em drops as easy as you please.

Up I pulls them the next day to see what luck has come my way
I shake them about and sort them out as easy as you please.

Everyday I tries new ground out I spreads me pots around
I counts me catch weighs a batch as easy as you please.

Up I boils them every night; to the minute I cooks 'em right
All clean and pink and in the sink as easy as you please.

Up next day round about ten I sells them to the stalls again
I take a drink, a nod and a wink as easy as you please.

By afternoon tide it's off I sails, every day I seldom fails
But if I do, it's bugger you as easy as you please!

(Copyright: Keith Scowcroft/Derek Gifford February 1989)