Snow Hank Squid Jiggin Ground chords
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Words & Music by Arthur R. Scammell Recorded by Hank Snow C Oh this is the place where the fishermen gather F C A7 G7 In oil-skins and boots and the Cape hats batten down; C F G7 C All sizes of figures with squid lines and jiggers, C G7 C They congregate here on the Squid Jiggin' Ground. C Some are workin' their jiggers, while others are yarnin', F C A7 G7 There's some standin' up and there's more lyin' down; C F G7 C While all kinds of fun, jokes and drinks are begun, C G7 C As they wait for the squid on the Squid Jiggin' Ground. C There's men of all ages and boys in the bargain, F C A7 G7 There's old Billy Cave and there's young Raymond Brown; C F G7 C There's Rip, Red and Gory out here in the dory, C G7 C A runnin' down squires on the Squid Jiggin' Ground. C There's men from the harbor, there's men from the tickle, F C A7 G7 And all kinds of motor-boats, green, gray and brown; C F G7 C Right yonder is Bobby and with him is Nobby, C G7 C He's chawin' hard tack on the Squid Jiggin' Ground. C God bless my soul, list to, there's Skipper John Champy, F C A7 G7 He's the best hand at squid jiggin' here, I'll be bound; C F G7 C Hello, what's the row? Why he's jiggin' one now, C G7 C The very first squid on the Squid Jiggin' Ground. C The man with the whiskers is old Jacob Steele, F C A7 G7 He's gettin' well on, but he's still pretty sound; C F G7 C While Uncle Bob Hockins wears six pairs of stockin's C G7 C Whenever he's out on the Squid Jiggin' Ground. C Holy Smoke! What a scuffle! All hands are excited, F C A7 G7 It's a wonder to me that there's nobody drowned; C F G7 C There's a bustle, confusion, the wonderful hustle, C G7 C They're all jiggin' squid on the Squid Jiggin' Ground. C Says Barney, "The squids are on top of the water, F C A7 G7 I just felt me jiggers jig five fat homs down C F G7 C But a squid in the boat squirted right down his throat, C G7 C Now he's swearin'like mad on the Squid Jiggin' Ground. C There's poor Uncle Louie, his whiskers are spattered F C A7 G7 With spots of the squid juice that's flyin' around; C F G7 C One poor little guy got it right in the eye, C G7 C But they don't give a darn on the Squid Jiggin' Ground. C Now, if you feel inclined to go squiddin', F C A7 G7 Leave your white shirt and your collar in the town; C F G7 C And if you get cranky without your silk hanky, C G7 C You'd better steer clear of the Squid Jiggin' Ground.