Devil Down Below Lyrics - Bring Yer Wellies - Gaelic Storm

I used to be a fisherman, on the icy crests we'd ride 

Like a banshee on the wind, we'd sail the ocean wide. 

From the shoals of Yarmouth bay to Newfoundland we'd go... 

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and we'd shout! Shout! Shout! Shout at the Devil down below 

Out to the snows of Greenland, into the screaming gale 

Out into the storm, chasing down the whale 

When the harpoon struck, the mighty fish would blow... 

and we'd shout! Shout! Shout! Shout at the Devil down below 

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In our bunks we'd find no solace, no comfort just remorse 

We'd curse at the bad fortune that set us on this course 

Gathered 'round the lamplight we'd sing both high and low... 

and we'd shout! Shout! Shout! Shout at the Devil down below 

From the rocks of Lizard Reef to Plymouth we are bound 

The skipper's yelling blood as the jagged cliffs we round 

Jack Duggan in the foresail, Billy Reilly in the crow... 

and we'd shout! Shout! Shout! Shout at the Devil down below 

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Only when we'd quenched the mighty vessel's appetite 

Would the captain tell us lads, "We'll be going home tonight!" 

We'd turn to the raging sea and raise our fists and yell, 

"You won't be seeing us today you won't be seeing us in Hell!" 

Once ashore we'd head into the pub for a tankard full of ale 

One day would turn into a week and the time would come to sail 

We'd say goodbye to the girls to we love, then off from the shore we'd row... 

and we'd shout! Shout! Shout! Shout at the Devil down below