Fionnghuala (feat. John McGlynn)

The blacksmith said, "I'll wait" The blacksmith said, "I'll go" The blacksmith said, in his confusion Standing at the door of the barn That he was going to go courting Chorus: Island of bothies, of bothies Island of bothies, of bothies Island of bothies, of bothies Fingal's bothies Island of bothies, of bothies Island of bothies, of bothies Island of bothies, of bothies Fingal's bothies I'd knock spots off the birds I'd knock spots off the hakes Little lythes of the sea We would take a while hauling them in If our hand lines last We got nothing here We got nothing here We got nothing here We would take a while hauling them in If our hand lines last I'd knock spots off the birds I'd knock spots off the hakes Little lythes of the sea We would take a while hauling them in If our hand lines last We got nothing here We got nothing here We got nothing here We would take a while hauling them in If our hand lines last The blacksmith said, "I'll wait" The blacksmith said, "I'll go" The blacksmith said, in his confusion Standing at the door of the barn That he was going to go courting