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First Verse:
Merrily, oh! Merrily, oh!
The nets are spread out to the sun;
Merrily, oh! The Fisher boy sings,
Right glad that his labour is done,
Right glad that his labour is done.
Happy and gay with his boat in the bay,
The storm and the danger forgot;
The wealthy and great may repine at their state,
And envy the Fisher boy’s lot.
Chorus:
Merrily, oh! Merrily, oh!
This is the burden he gives,
Cheerily, oh! Though the blast may blow,
The Fisher boy jollily lives,
The Fisher boy jollily lives!
Second Verse:
Merrily, oh! Merrily, oh!
He sleeps till the morning breaks;
Merrily, oh! at the sea gulls scream,
The Fisher boy quickly awakes.
The Fisher boy quickly awakes.
Down on the strand he is plying his hand,
His shouting is heard again;
The clouds are dark, but he springs to his bark,
With the same light hearted strain.
Chorus:
Merrily, oh! Merrily, oh!
This is the burden he gives,
Cheerily, oh! Though the blast may blow,
The Fisher boy jollily lives,
The Fisher boy jollily lives!
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