Squid Jiggin' Ground

Oh this is the place where the fisherman gather Oil-skins and boots and the Cape hands batten down All sizes of figures with squid lines and jiggers They congregate here on the Squid Jiggin' Ground Some are workin' their jiggers, while others are yarnin' There's some standin' up and there's more lyin' down While all kinds of fun, jokes and drinks are begun As they wait for the squid on the Squid Jiggin' Ground There's men of all ages and boys in the bargain There's old Billy Cave and there's young Raymond Brown There's Rip, Red and Gory out here in the dory A runnin' down squires on the Squid Jiggin' Ground There's men from the harbor, there's men from the tickle And all kinds of motor-boats, green, gray and brown Right yonder is Bobby and with him is Nobby He's chawin' hard tack on the Squid Jiggin' Ground God bless my soul, list to, there's Skipper John John Champy He's the best hand at squid jiggin' here, I'll be bound Hello, what's the row? Why he's jiggin' one now The very first squid on the Squid Jiggin' Ground The man with the whisker is old Jacob Steele He's gettin' well on, but he's still pretty sound While Uncle Bob Hockins wears six pairs of stockin's Whenever he's out on the Squid Jiggin' Ground Holy Smoke! What a scuffle! All hands are excited It's a wonder to me that there's nobody drowned There's a bustle, confusion, the wonderful hustle They're all jiggin' squid on the Squid Jiggin' Ground Says Bobby, "The squids are on top of the water I just got me riggers 'bout one fathom down" But a squid in the boat scuddered right down his throat And he swam like mad on the Squid Jiggin' Ground There's poor Uncle Louie, his whiskers are spattered With spots of the squid juice that's flyin' around One poor little boy got it right in the eye But they don't give a darn on the Squid Jiggin' Ground Now, if you ever feel inclined to go squiddin' Leave your white clothes behind in the town And if you get cranky without your silk hanky You'd better steer clear of the Squid Jiggin' Ground