Pedro The Fisherman - Gracie Fields/Phil Green & His Orchestra

Written by：Harry Parr Davies/Purcell Harold Vousden

Pedro the fisherman was always whistling

Such a merry call

Girls who were passing by would hear him whistling

By the harbour wall

But his sweetheart

Nina who

Loved him true always new

That this call was meant for her alone

And in the evening

When the lights were gleaming

And they had to part

As he sailed his boat away

Echoing across the bay

Came the song that lingered in her heart

But days of dreaming quickly pass

And life goes rolling on

And one day from the harbour wall

She found his boat had gone

He'd sailed away to find the gold

The sea could never bring

To buy a dress

A cuckoo clock

A saucepan and a ring

She kept her eyes on the blue horizon

But he didn't return

She stopped her sighing

And stopped her crying

'Cause he didn't return

One day her father said to her

Oh dearest daughter mine

You never make a lot from fish

You make much more from wine

Though Miguel is very fat

His vineyard's doing well

So marry him and let your dream of Pedro go to

The organ peals

The choir boys sing

The preachers ready with the book and ring

So small and white

Here comes the bride

And stands by slobby Miguel's side

Will you take this man

To be your lawful spouse eternally

Then suddenly the church is still

They wait to hear her say I will

When from the open doorway there

A familiar sound disturbs the air

Suddenly she found her man

From the church

Out she ran

There to meet him by the harbour wall

Down rushed the wedding guests upon the quayside

But the bride had gone

As with love they sailed away

Echoing across the bay

Came the happy ending to our song