THE DORYMAN’S SONG
Dory here an’ Dora there,
They keep a man a-guessin’;
An’ here’s a prayer for a full-bin fare,
—Then home for the parson’s blessin’!
Ruddy an’ round as the skipper’s phiz, out of
the sea he rolls,
—The fisherman’s sun, an’ the day’s begun for
the men on the Grand Bank shoals.