"Good Fish Chowder" [folk song by Greg Hildebrand, found on "Joe Hickerson With a Gathering of Friends"]

Song link: Good Fish Chowder

Good Fish Chowder

Jerry Mulligan came to see me,

Dropped his cap in the chowder pot.

Put it on as he was leaving,

Said, "My word, it's getting hot!"

Said, "My word, it's getting hot!"

[chorus]

Good fish chowder, good clam chowder,

Makes you want to cry for more.

Fills you up from your top to your toenails,

Makes you hear the ocean's roar,

Makes you hear the ocean's roar.

Five fat shrimp behind his earlobes,

Four fat squid with forty toes,

Six fat oysters, eight fat scallops,

Hanging from his hair and nose,

Hanging from his hair and nose.

[chorus]

Good fish chowder, good clam chowder,

Makes you want to cry for more.

Fills you up from your top to your toenails,

Makes you hear the ocean's roar,

Makes you hear the ocean's roar.

He turned to me as he was leaving,

Said "Good-bye", and he shook my hand

Just as a wave came down his shirtsleeves,

Left me holding a ton of sand,

Left me holding a ton of sand.

[chorus]

Good fish chowder, good clam chowder,

Makes you want to cry for more.

Fills you up from your top to your toenails,

Makes you hear the ocean's roar,

Makes you hear the ocean's roar.

Good clam chowder, good fish chowder,

Has anybody seen my shoe?

Nancy dropped it in the chowder?

But I was saving it for the stew!

I was saving it for the stew.

[chorus]

Good fish chowder, good clam chowder,

Makes you want to cry for more.

Fills you up from your top to your toenails,

Makes you hear the ocean's roar,

Makes you hear the ocean's roar.