Where do you go, little herring, what do you see, tail and fin? "Blue and green, cold and dark, seaweed growing high Hills a hundred fathom deep where the dead men lie Dogfish eyes and mackerel's eyes and they hunger after me Net or weir, I don't care, catch me if you can." Where do you go, little boat, tar and timber, plank and sail? "I go to green bays, lift them under me Cold, gray, combing seas come to bury me Rocky jaws and stony claws and they hunger after me Harbors cold, deep and bold, wish that I could see." What do you see, fisherman, poor old sailor, blood and bone? "Mackerel skies, mares' tails, reef and furl and steer Poor haul and hungry days, rotten line and gear Snow-wind and winter gales and oh, they hunger after me Net or weir, I don't care, catch you if I can." Where do you go, little herring, what do you see, tail and fin? "Blue and green, cold and dark, seaweed growing high Hills a hundred fathom deep where the fisherman lie Dogfish eyes and mackerel's eyes and oh, they hunger after me Net or weir, I don't care, catch me if you can." New last verse: (sung on the album Other Eyes) Where have you gone, little herring, what have you seen, tail and fin? "Cold and black, dead and dark, homeland torn away Draggers staving everywhere, drug my garden dry Pair-trawl, midwinter-trawl; God they hunger after me Tore my home to hell and gone, there's no more place for me."