Squid Jiggin' Ground
(source: "Girl Guide Songbook, Vol. 1", Girl Guides Association, 1984;
also in "Songs for Canadian Girl Guides", Girl
Guides of Canada, 1981.)
Thanks very much to Eileen Kermode for posting the
words to this song on the WAGGGS-L Mailing List!
- Oh! this is the place where the fishermen gather,
- With oilskins and boots, and Cape Anns battened 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 some more lyin' down,
- While all kinds of fun, jokes and tricks are begun
- As they wait for the squid on the squid jiggin' ground.
Holy Smoke! what a bustle; all hands are excited.
- It's a wonder to me that nobody is drowned.
- There's a bustle, confusion, a wonderful hussle;
- They're all jiggin' squid on the squid jiggin' ground.
There's poor Uncle Billy, 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 care a hang on the squid-jiggin' ground.
Now if you ever feel inclined to go squiddin',
- Leave your white shirts and collars behind in the town,
- And if you get cranky without a silk hanky,
- You'd better steer clear of the squid jiggin' ground.