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Fiddler’s Green – a darkly humorous sea shanty about the legendary afterlife of sailors… and a very real Wapping pub where many found a night of it first. In the old sailors’ lore, Fiddler’s Green is the pleasant land beyond the fog — no saltwater, no bosun’s call, no storms, and rivers that run with rum. Some say you only reach it after the final watch. Others swear they’ve already been there, just once, in a certain tavern run by Widow Bess. This original shanty walks the line between the myth and the dockside truth. 🎵 Lyrics [Verse 1] If you’ve spent any time before the mast Rolling and pitching on the boiling ocean vast You’d have heard where sailors go at their last The magical mystical land known in the past [Verse 2] Many landlubbers think all salties fear Davey Jones That in his deep locker will go all their bones Listen you careful as the crow tar intones The sea is the last place sailors call home [Prechorus] Before final watch is called and the last light fails Before the tide takes what the ocean claims There’s a place the old salts swear still waits Just beyond the fog and the captain’s chains [Chorus] Fiddler’s Green, Fiddler’s Green The pleasantest land you’ve never seen There’s no saltwater, no bosun’s, no storm And all that flows in the rivers is rum [Verse 3] Sailors must die to visit the Fidder’s Green land But in the port of Wapping Fiddler’s Green is at hand It’s a mad, bad, and loud pub run by Widow Bess Who pours watered drinks but she fills out her dress [Verse 4] Now Bess will marry a sailor for the night And in the morning his purse will be light She’ll be a widow again but at least he’ll have seen The magical mystical land known as Fiddler’s Green [Prechorus] Before final watch is called and the last light fails Before the tide takes what the ocean claims There’s a place the old salts swear still waits Just beyond the fog and the captain’s chains [Chorus] Fiddler’s Green, Fiddler’s Green The pleasantest land you’ve never seen There’s no saltwater, no bosun’s, no storm And all that flows in the rivers is rum [Verse 5] Some say the Green is only found when the last breath’s drawn When the ship goes down and the body is gone But I’ve seen her lamps through the Wapping rain And heard the fiddle cry the same old refrain [Verse 6] So raise a glass to the Widow and the boys who paid the fee To the ones who found their paradise on a single night at sea Whether you reach it standing or floating face-down clean You’ll know the place the moment you step into Fiddler’s Green [Bridge] But the Green ain’t only for the dead and gone It’s the laugh that cuts the night, the song that carries on It’s the girl who steals your wages and still leaves you smiling It’s the only harbor left when the real world’s too hard and trying [Chorus] Fiddler’s Green, Fiddler’s Green The pleasantest land you’ve never seen There’s no saltwater, no bosun’s, no storm And all that flows in the rivers is rum [Chorus] Fiddler’s Green, Fiddler’s Green The pleasantest land you’ve never seen There’s no saltwater, no bosun’s, no storm And all that flows in the rivers is rum If you enjoy traditional-style sea shanties with a wry twist, hit subscribe and ring the bell so you don’t miss the next one.