Rocks of Merasheen - Great Big Sea

The fondest wish I ever had since the day that I was weaned,

Is to go back and walk again on the rocks of Merasheen;

I still recall the sad farewell I bid her on that day,

When all upon a whaling ship I went to earn my pay;

On the hard rocks, the rocky rocks, the rocks of Merasheen.

From out of Rose au Rue we sailed to hunt the big fish down.

We sailed upon the ocean `til we sailed the world around.

With girls in every port of call, I did go well astray,

Forsaking her I left behind back in Placentia Bay;

On the hard rocks, the rocky rocks, the rocks of Merasheen.

Now in my old and aching age, I think of her once more,

Of how she fared while waitin’for my knock upon her door;

What fate was hers I do not know, but in my sleep I’ve seen

Her walkin’on the cliffs upon the rocks of Merasheen;

On the hard rocks, the rocky rocks, the rocks of Merasheen,

On the hard rocks, the dirty rocks, the rocks of Merasheen.