The Auld Triangle Lyrics

Oh it was a fine and a pleasant day.
Out of yonder with harbor I was sailing.
As a cabin boy or a sailing looker,
For to hunt the bunny shoals of Herring.
Well I earned my keep and I payed my way.
And I earned the gear that I was wearing.
Sailed a million miles, caught ten million fishes.
That we hunted in the shoals of Herring.
Night and day the seas were daring.
Come wind, oh come more winter again.
Sweating or cold, growing up, growing old. or dying.
As we hunt the bunny shoals of Herring.