89. Caller Herrin’
Wha’ll buy my caller herrin’?
They’re bonnie fish and halesome farin’:
Wha’ll buy my caller herrin’,
New drawn frae the Forth?
When ye were sleepin’ on your pillows,
Dreamed ye aught o’ our puir fellows
Darkling as they faced the billows,
A’ to fill the woven willows?
Wha’ll buy my caller herrin’?