The Shoals of Herring
Ewan MacColl & Peggy Seeger Lyrics


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With our nets and gear we're faring
On the wild and wasteful ocean.
Its there that we hunt and we earn our bread
As we hunted for the shoals of herring

O it was a fine and a pleasant day
Out of Yarmouth harbor I was faring
As a cabinboy on a sailing lugger
For to go and hunt the shoals of herring

O the work was hard and the hours long
And the treatment, sure it took some bearing
There was little kindness and the kicks were many
As we hunted for the shoals of herring

O we fished the Swarth and the Broken Bank
I was cook and I'd a quarter sharing
And I used to sleep standing on my feet
And I'd dream about the shoals of herring

O we left the homegrounds in the month of June
And to Canny Shiels we soon were bearing
With a hundred cran of silver darlings
That we'd taken from the shoals of herring

Now you're up on deck, you're a fisherman
You can swear and show a manly bearing
Take your turn on watch with the other fellows
While you're searching for the shoals of herring

In the stormy seas and the living gales
Just to earn your daily bread you're daring
From the Dover Straits to the Faroe Islands
As you're following the shoals of herring

O I earned my keep and I paid my way
And I earned the gear that I was wearing




Sailed a million miles, caught ten million fishes
We were sailing after shoals of herring

Overall Meaning

The Shoals of Herring is a folk song written by Ewan MacColl and Peggy Seeger in 1947. The song tells the story of hardworking and dedicated fishermen who seek their livelihood on the open sea. It depicts the daily struggles and challenges faced by the fishermen as they venture out into the unpredictable ocean to harpoon and collect the silver darlings - herring - and make their living. The imagery and tone of the song are sober and reflective, highlighting the harshness of the work, terrible living conditions and unfair treatments received by the fishermen. The shoals of herring that they follow, act as a metaphor for a better life, one where they can be free from the servitude of the seas.


Line by Line Meaning

With our nets and gear we're faring
We are traveling across the ocean with our equipment and tools.


On the wild and wasteful ocean.
We are traveling on the tumultuous, unpredictable ocean filled with danger.


Its there that we hunt and we earn our bread
We work and gain food solely from hunting for fish in the ocean.


As we hunted for the shoals of herring
We searched and caught herring fish as a means of survival.


O it was a fine and a pleasant day
The weather was good and enjoyable that day.


Out of Yarmouth harbor I was faring
I was leaving the Yarmouth harbor on a boat.


As a cabinboy on a sailing lugger
I was working as a servant on a small sailing boat.


For to go and hunt the shoals of herring
My purpose was to catch herring fish for food and trade.


O the work was hard and the hours long
The job was difficult with long hours.


And the treatment, sure it took some bearing
I had to endure cruel treatment from my superiors.


There was little kindness and the kicks were many
My superiors were unkind and abused me physically.


As we hunted for the shoals of herring
We caught herring fish despite the difficulty and mistreatment.


O we fished the Swarth and the Broken Bank
We caught fish in Swarth and Broken Bank.


I was cook and I'd a quarter sharing
I was in charge of cooking and received a portion of the fish caught.


And I used to sleep standing on my feet
I was so exhausted from work that I had to sleep standing up.


And I'd dream about the shoals of herring
I dreamed about catching more herring fish.


O we left the homegrounds in the month of June
We departed our home port in June.


And to Canny Shiels we soon were bearing
We were traveling to Canny Shiels.


With a hundred cran of silver darlings
We caught one hundred boxes of herring fish.


That we'd taken from the shoals of herring
We caught the herring fish from the shoals in the ocean.


Now you're up on deck, you're a fisherman
When you're on the deck, you're a skilled fisherman.


You can swear and show a manly bearing
You can use profanity and have a tough, masculine attitude.


Take your turn on watch with the other fellows
Take turns monitoring for shoals of herring with other men.


While you're searching for the shoals of herring
You're looking for herring fish while watching for shoals.


In the stormy seas and the living gales
Amidst rough and tumultuous ocean conditions,


Just to earn your daily bread you're daring
We risk our lives to catch herring fish for our livelihood.


From the Dover Straits to the Faroe Islands
We travel from the Dover Straits to the Faroe Islands to catch herring fish.


As you're following the shoals of herring
We're chasing the shoals of herring to catch them.


O I earned my keep and I paid my way
I earned my living and funded my own way of life.


And I earned the gear that I was wearing
I purchased and owned the equipment I used for fishing.


Sailed a million miles, caught ten million fishes
I traveled enormous distances and caught countless fish.


We were sailing after shoals of herring
Our main purpose was to chase and catch shoals of herring.




Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Written by: EWAN MACCOLL

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@rachelgilders130

Takes me right back.....1960s folk club ..... was just on the radio I’d quite forgotten....wonderful - thank you for posting it.

@Shandchem

I never tire of listening to this amazing song which tells a real story!

@alisdairmclean8605

Same here.

@Dark-Valley

Legend Old Song 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿🇮🇪 Amazing and true among Best Song from North Celtic Folk Forever.

@riceblues7548

It ain't a folk song, it was written by the man himself for a bbc documentation about herring fishers.

@Dark-Valley

@@riceblues7548 of courses isn't a folk music of Celtic countries. But I mean the song follow the Style of old Celtic and this balad Song is mainly Scottish.

@waveydaveyspoonerbooner205

bloody ace, feels like home.

@Spacethang3259

Mesmerizing.

@probono3284

Fantastic, a brilliant rendition - but the title’s misleading as there’s no singing by Peggy Seeger - presumably she was credited for making the tea!

@sonicwindpipe

shes most likely playing harp or guitar or whatever that is

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