Tassle Dance

I don't want a harp nor a halo, not me
Just give me a breeze and a free rolling sea
And I'll play me old squeeze box as we sail along
With the wind in the rigging to sing me this song

Dress me up in me oilskin and jumper
No more by the docks I'll be seen
Just tell me old shipmates
I'm taking a trip, mates,
And I'll see you someday in Fiddler's Green

from Fiddler's Green, John Conolly