Lyr Req: Garrison Keillor's Greenland Fisheries

28 Jan 01 - 03:02 PM (#384323)
Subject: Garrison Keillor's Greenland Fisheries
From: GUEST,Jennifer Burdoo

I heard a humorous, Minnesota-themed parody of this song on a CD once. I don't remember the name, but I hope someone will recognize this and point me to the lyrics. Thanks.

Jennifer

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28 Jan 01 - 04:15 PM (#384355)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Garrison Keillor's Greenland Fisheri
From: Bat Goddess

Not answering your question, but on a Great Lakes theme, have you ever heard the song, "Farewell Superior Sperm" about the decline of the fresh water whaling industry?

Very, very funny song.

Bat Goddess (who was born in between Lake Michigan and Lake Superior)

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28 Jan 01 - 06:48 PM (#384412)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Garrison Keillor's Greenland Fisheri
From: GUEST,Mike

I've got the words to Keillor's "Greenland Whale Fisheries" parody; it's called "The Ice Fishing Song". I found them through the help of a fellow at this forum a while ago and will be glad to send them to you if you'll drop me an e-mail at [e-mail] You can also listen to 'em again on the Real Audio archives at Praire Home Companion's website I believe. Heh. They wouldn't send me the the words 'cause they were worrried about copyright infringement. Kinda makes you wonder if we might be just a little lawyer-heavy, doesn't it?

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28 Jan 01 - 07:20 PM (#384424)
Subject: Lyr Add: THE LOSING OF THE WHALE (from The Kippers
From: McGrath of Harlow

Here's The Kippers' variation on the whale hunting theme, from the Trunch tradition. That's Norfolk and Good.

THE LOSING OF THE WHALE

In eighteen hundred and forty-six
On March the fourteenth day
I bought myself a calendar
For we were bound away.

We sailed from Tacky Guano
And followed they seabirds flight
For we were hunting whales, me boys,
At least we thought we might.

We sailed for three long days and nights
But saw no whales at all.
The mate went up the mast to look
While our captain went up the wall.
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We sailed for four more days and nights
But still we had no luck,
Till a whale came up for air, me boys,
And the mate cried "Thar she suck!"

That whale she lashed her tail, me boys,
One man on deck took a glancing blow,
Bit not so bad as our captain,
For he was wounded down below.
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No the first to throw his harpoon out
Was Valparaiso Luke.
He hit her in the tail, me boys,
But they said that was a fluke.

Now we went in with our blubber hooks
And the whale sank down below.
We caused her for to vomit, boys,
And the mate cried "Thar she throw!"

Now we hauled that whale on deck me boys,
Amid many hearty cries,
But that fish it was so huge me boys,
That our vessel did capsize.

And our captain with remorse was filled
Likewise with water too
"I'll no more hunt the whale" he cried,
"If that's the last thing I don't do."

"I'll never hunt that whale " he cried
And what's more he was right
For the hungry seas bore down on him
And carried him from our sight.

And soon likewise we all were drown'd,
None lived to tell the tale
Not one of us survived to tell
Of how we lost that whale.

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28 Jan 01 - 09:04 PM (#384481)
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Garrison Keillor's Greenland Fisheri
From: Joe Offer

There is very little that escapes the Eye of the Mudcat. Click here for the lyrics, and to a link to the recording of that particular show.
-Joe Offfer-

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