[00:12.171]In Norway there sits a maid
[00:19.140]By Lou my baby she begins
[00:27.649]Little know I my child's father
[00:34.465]Or if land or sea he's livin' in
[00:45.025]Then there arose at her bed feet
[00:52.439]And a grumbly guest
[00:55.216]I'm sure it was he
[00:59.685]Saying here am I that child's father
[01:07.533]Although that I am not comely
[01:19.051]I am a man upon the land
[01:26.435]I am a selchie in the sea
[01:31.998]And when I am in my own country
[01:39.193]My dwellin' is in Shule Skerry
[01:50.202]And he hath taken a purse of gold
[01:56.917]He hath put it upon her knee
[02:02.919]Saying give to me my little wee son
[02:10.291]And take thee up that nurse's fee
[02:20.906]And it shall come to pass
[02:24.835]On a summer day
[02:28.302]When the sun shines hot
[02:32.498]On every stone
[02:35.698]That I shall take my little wee son
[02:43.382]And I'll teach him for to swim in the foam
[02:53.161]And you will marry a gunner good
[03:00.079]And a proud good gunner
[03:04.228]I'm sure he'll be and he'll go out on a may morning
[03:16.086]And he'll kill both my wee son and me
[03:27.645]And lo she did marry a gunner good
[03:35.725]And a proud good gunner I'm sure it was he
[03:43.940]And the very first shot that ere he did shoot
[03:54.360]He killed the son and the great Selchie
[04:14.563]In Norway there sits a maid
[04:22.544]By Lou my baby she begins
[04:31.815]Little know I my child's father
[04:38.600]Or if land or sea he's livin' in

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 that 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 that nurse's fee
And it shall come to pass
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 be and he'll go out on a may morning
And he'll kill 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 killed the son and the great Selchie
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