Dreg Song Songtext
von Archie Fisher

The herring loves the moonlight
The mackerel loves the wind
But the oyster loves the dredging sang
For it comes o′ gentler kin

Jeery ory alie, weel row'd five men
As weel as your ten
The oysters are a gentle thing
They wouldnae talk unless you sing
Come buy my oysters aff the bing
To serve the sheriff and the king
And the commons o′ the land
And the commons o' the sea


Hey-how, Harry-O
Many a boat skail'd the ferry
Many a bonny fishing boat
Tell me a true note

True note, true sang
I′ve dreg′ed ower lang
"Ower lang, ower late"
Quo' the haddock tae the scate

Quo′ the scate tae the eel
"Cock nae I my tail weel?"
Pull weel tae the shore
Hey, Harry, rest your oar


Jeery ory alie, weel row'd five men
As weel as your ten
The oysters are a gentle thing
They wouldnae talk unless you sing
Come buy my oysters aff the bing
To serve the sheriff and the king
And the commons o′ the land
And the commons o' the sea