The Last Serenade (Sailors and Fishermen) Flogging Molly

Sailors and fishermen
Go down to the harbor where many good souls set sail
But the ships they have gone
With the hake and the cod
Never to return again

With our nets lives are torn
Wo a captain forevermore
All a boats requiem haunt the waves
With no hands upon deck
And no love waving back
Oh darling, we’ve lost our way

So hail to the sailors and fishermen
And hail to their last serenade

Tinkers and travelers
Born to our caravans
No ivy grows wild round their door
Like the horse and the car,
There’s no turning back
So welcome to our fixed abode
They say a song’s never done while the songs still being sung,
But a voice with the road disappears
Our traditions now spent,
With no cash for the rent,
Left standing with no place to go