Fisherman's Friends was the original name of an English 10-strong male sing… Read Full Bio ↴Fisherman's Friends was the original name of an English 10-strong male singing group from Port Isaac, Cornwall. Singing sea shanties a cappella, they have been performing locally since 1995, and signed a record deal with Universal Music in March 2010 under the name Port Isaac's Fisherman's Friends. At the 2011 BBC Radio 2 Folk Awards, Fisherman's Friends received The Good Tradition Award for keeping folk music alive and bringing it to new audiences
The members are: John Brown, Julian Brown, Jeremy Brown (these first three being brothers), Trevor Grills (died 11 February 2013), John Lethbridge, Billy Hawkins, Nigel Sherratt, Peter Rowe, John McDonnell and Jon Cleave. At 78, Peter Rowe is the oldest member, as of June 2012. Jon Cleave is the MC of the group.
All the members of the group "grew up within half a mile of Port Isaac harbour" except for John McDonnell who is a Yorkshireman. Three are fishermen, and the others are linked to the sea through service as coastguards or lifeboatmen.
The group performed at the 2010 Cornbury music festival in Oxfordshire, the Glastonbury Festival and the Cambridge Folk Festival. The group had released two CDs themselves before signing with Universal; their first album with Universal, Port Isaac's Fisherman's Friends, was recorded in St Kew Parish Church, Cornwall, and released in April 2010.
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The members are: John Brown, Julian Brown, Jeremy Brown (these first three being brothers), Trevor Grills (died 11 February 2013), John Lethbridge, Billy Hawkins, Nigel Sherratt, Peter Rowe, John McDonnell and Jon Cleave. At 78, Peter Rowe is the oldest member, as of June 2012. Jon Cleave is the MC of the group.
All the members of the group "grew up within half a mile of Port Isaac harbour" except for John McDonnell who is a Yorkshireman. Three are fishermen, and the others are linked to the sea through service as coastguards or lifeboatmen.
The group performed at the 2010 Cornbury music festival in Oxfordshire, the Glastonbury Festival and the Cambridge Folk Festival. The group had released two CDs themselves before signing with Universal; their first album with Universal, Port Isaac's Fisherman's Friends, was recorded in St Kew Parish Church, Cornwall, and released in April 2010.
www.fishermansfriendsportisaac.co.uk
Blow The Man Down
Fisherman's Friends Lyrics
I was as pissed as a parrot in Paradise Street
(Wey-hey, blow the man down!)
When a mingin' old strumpet I chanced for to meet (ho!)
(Gimme some time to blow the man down!)
She had hair like a scarecrow and a rollin' glass eye
(Wey-hey, blow the man down!)
And I fell for her charms as she hobbled on by
(Gimme some time to blow the man down!)
Blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down
Wey-hey, blow the man down!
Blow him right back into Liverpool town
Gimme some time to blow the man down!
Her top sails were flapping, her rigging ran free
(Wey-hey, blow the man down!)
And she clued-up her corset and winked right at me (ho!)
(Gimme some time to blow the man down!) Hey!
She was steamy and beamy and broad in the bow
(Wey-hey, blow the man down!)
"Get your coat, boy, you've pulled, and come home with me now" (ho!)
(Gimme some time to blow the man down!)
Blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down
Wey-hey, blow the man down!
Blow him right back into Liverpool town
Gimme some time to blow the man down!
Well I slapped and I tickled, she giggled and swooned
(Wey-hey, blow the man down!)
And all the night long we canoodled and spooned (ho!)
(Gimme some time to blow the man down!)
Yes, all the night long, won't you give me a clap?
(Wey-hey, blow the man down!)
And that's just what she give me, and I ain't goin' back (ho!)
(Gimme some time to blow the man down!) Hey!
Blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down
Wey-hey, blow the man down!
Blow him right back into Liverpool town
Gimme some time to blow the man down! Hey!
Blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down
Wey-hey, blow the man down!
Blow him right back into Liverpool town
Gimme some time to blow the man down!
(Wey-hey, blow the man down!)
When a mingin' old strumpet I chanced for to meet (ho!)
(Gimme some time to blow the man down!)
She had hair like a scarecrow and a rollin' glass eye
(Wey-hey, blow the man down!)
And I fell for her charms as she hobbled on by
(Gimme some time to blow the man down!)
Wey-hey, blow the man down!
Blow him right back into Liverpool town
Gimme some time to blow the man down!
Her top sails were flapping, her rigging ran free
(Wey-hey, blow the man down!)
And she clued-up her corset and winked right at me (ho!)
(Gimme some time to blow the man down!) Hey!
She was steamy and beamy and broad in the bow
(Wey-hey, blow the man down!)
"Get your coat, boy, you've pulled, and come home with me now" (ho!)
(Gimme some time to blow the man down!)
Blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down
Wey-hey, blow the man down!
Blow him right back into Liverpool town
Gimme some time to blow the man down!
Well I slapped and I tickled, she giggled and swooned
(Wey-hey, blow the man down!)
And all the night long we canoodled and spooned (ho!)
(Gimme some time to blow the man down!)
Yes, all the night long, won't you give me a clap?
(Wey-hey, blow the man down!)
And that's just what she give me, and I ain't goin' back (ho!)
(Gimme some time to blow the man down!) Hey!
Blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down
Wey-hey, blow the man down!
Blow him right back into Liverpool town
Gimme some time to blow the man down! Hey!
Blow the man down, bullies, blow the man down
Wey-hey, blow the man down!
Blow him right back into Liverpool town
Gimme some time to blow the man down!
Writer(s): Jonathan Robert Cleave
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Rob
I was as drunk as a skunk out on Paradise Street
Wey hey blow the man down
When a minging old strumpet I chanced for to meet
Give me some time to blow the man down
She had hair like a scarecrow and a rolling glass eye
Wey hey blow the man down
And I fell for her charms as she hobbled on by
Give me some time to blow the man down
Chorus:
Blow the man down bullys, blow the man down
Wey hey blow the man down
Blow him right back into Liverpool town
Give me some time to blow the man down
Her topsails were flapping, her rigging ran free
Wey hey blow the man down
And she clewed up her corsets and winked right at me
Give me some time to blow the man down
She was steamy and beamy and broad in the bow
Wey hey blow the man down
"Get your coat boy you've pulled and come 'ome with me now"
Give me some time to blow the man down
Chorus
I slapped and I tickled, she giggled and swooned
Wey hey blow the man down
And all the night long we canoodled and spooned
Give me some time to blow the man down
Yes all the night long won't you give me a clap?
Wey hey blow the man down
And that's just what she give me and I ain't going back
Give me some time to blow the man down
Chorus x 2