Every Girl is a Fisher Girl
This rousing music hall song by Australian-born Florrie Forde, popular during WW1, suggests that every girl is ‘fishing for a mate’.
Year:1911
Location:Recorded in the UK
Every Girl is a Fisher Girl
This rousing music hall song by Australian-born Florrie Forde, popular during WW1, suggests that every girl is ‘fishing for a mate’.
Year: 1911
Length: 2:12
Production Company: Zonophone, UK
Credits: Singer: Florrie Forde; composer: Fred Godfrey
Source: National Film and Sound Archive of Australia
Catalogue Reference: NFSA title: 337326
People: Singer: Florrie Forde; composer: Fred Godfrey
Location: Recorded in the UK
Tags: popular music, Florrie Forde, Fred Godfrey
Subject: popular music
Florrie Forde was a music hall artist born in Melbourne who performed all her life – literally. She collapsed and died from a cerebral haemorrhage after singing for troops in Aberdeen, Scotland in 1940.
Forde released 700 individual recordings between 1903 and 1936. She had a powerful stage presence and specialised in songs with memorable choruses, which the audience was encouraged to join in. She was at the height of her fame during the First World War.
Every Girl Is a Fisher Girl - lyrics
I’ve heard it said before
That girls of every shore
Know how to serve up lots of dainty dishes
But when it comes to sport
At least so I’ve been taught
They say they are no good at catching fishes
I don’t know whether the girls are good at catching fish or not
The say that they can’t angle when I think that’s Tommy rot
Every girl is a fisher girl
Fishing for this and fishing for that
All the married girls are fishing ‘round their husbands
For a nice, new hat
Every girl is a fisher girl
And when she’s fishing for a mate
There’s always lots of fellows everywhere
Who want to come and nibble at the bait
Every girl is a fisher girl
Fishing for this and fishing for that
All the married girls are fishing ‘round their husbands
For a nice, new hat
Every girl is a fisher girl
And when she’s fishing for a mate
There’s always lots of fellows everywhere
Who want to come and nibble at the bait