Squid Jiggin’ Ground Hank Snow

Words & Music by Arthur R. Scammell
Recorded by Hank Snow

Oh this is the place where the fishermen gather
Oil-skins and boots and the Cape hands batten 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 there's more lyin' down;
While all kinds of fun, jokes and drinks are begun
As they wait for the squid on the Squid Jiggin' Ground

There's men of all ages and boys in the bargain
There's old Billy Cave and there's young Raymond Brown;
There's Rip, Red and Gory out here in the dory
A runnin' down squires on the Squid Jiggin' Ground

There's men from the harbor, there's men from the tickle
And all kinds of motor-boats, green, gray and brown;
Right yonder is Bobby and with him is Nobby
He's chawin' hard tack on the Squid Jiggin' Ground

God bless my soul, list to, there's Skipper John Champy
He's the best hand at squid jiggin' here, I'll be bound;
Hello, what's the row? Why he's jiggin' one now
The very first squid on the Squid Jiggin' Ground