Sandy, sandy, fishnets, fishnets
Washed up on the shore,
What's she catching?
And will she be sore?
Sandy was the prettiest of all,
She talked French,
She came from Montreal.
During chores she never had to help,
Sandy got a bed all to herself.
We slept in the trailer to the right,
Sandy told us stories late at night.
She spoke of ships and sailors,
And the sea so big and wide,
She had lots of uncles and was
Always tired.
Sandy, sandy, fishnets, fishnets,
Washed up on the shore,
What's she catching?
And will she be sore?
How they loved her in those early days,
Mrs. Bolger let her go away,
All the uncles drove her up to play,
We would see them kissing on the lake.
Washed up on the shore,
What's she catching?
And will she be sore?
Sandy was the prettiest of all,
She talked French,
She came from Montreal.
During chores she never had to help,
Sandy got a bed all to herself.
We slept in the trailer to the right,
Sandy told us stories late at night.
She spoke of ships and sailors,
And the sea so big and wide,
She had lots of uncles and was
Always tired.
Sandy, sandy, fishnets, fishnets,
Washed up on the shore,
What's she catching?
And will she be sore?
How they loved her in those early days,
Mrs. Bolger let her go away,
All the uncles drove her up to play,
We would see them kissing on the lake.
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