Judy Collins - Great Selchie Of Shule Skerry lyrics

[Chorus] In Norway, there sits a maid By lou, my baby, she begins Little know I my child's father Or if land or sea he's livin' in Then there arose at her bed feet And a grumbly guest I'm sure it was he Saying here am I thy child's father Although that I am not comely I am a man upon the land I am a selchie in the sea And when I am in my own country My dwellin' is in Shule Skerry And he hath taken a purse of gold He hath put it upon her knee Saying give to me my little wee son And take thee up thy nurse's fee And it shall come to pa** On a summer day When the sun shines hot On every stone That I shall take my little wee son And I'll teach him for to swim in the foam And you will marry a gunner good And a proud good gunner I'm sure he'll bev And he'll go out on a May morning And he'll k** both my wee son and me And lo, she did marry a gunner good And a proud good gunner I'm sure it was he And the very first shot that ere he did shoot He k**ed the son and the great selchie [Chorus]