Текст Christy Moore – 16 Fishermen Raving

16 fishermen raving out on the town on E
16 peacocks leave their nest and go flying into mystery
They try to cut the spanish look but they look so untidy
Don’t eat too much you’ll never get enough when you’re flying into mystery

When their ship is on the ocean their nights are so empty
They’re weary of the smelly fish and the wash of the salty sea
16 jolly ravers each one carrying his own caul
They believe it will keep death away when they face the angry squall
Why face the angry squall when you could go go-go dancin’
Run out the jib rig the boom step back reality

Yad adad ada yadd a dadd a da yat ti a rat ti a rat ti a ra da
Yadd a dad a da yad adad ada yatt tye a rat tie a rat

To the 16 fishermen raving those girls look so fancy
You could ate your fry off the back of her neck if you want some more say please
When fishermen are feeling good they feel it musically
They go down singing shanties to the dancefloor all at sea
To the dancefloor all at sea 16 fishermen raving
Run out the jib rig the boom step back reality
Flyin’ in to mystery when you should be out seafarin’
Run out the jib rig the boom step back reality

Yad adad ada yadd a dadd a da yat ti a rat ti a rat ti a ra da
Yadd a dad a da yad adad ada yatt tye a rat tie a rat…