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| Johnny Don't Go Walking With The Fishes © Copyright George Papavgeris, January 2002 About the dangers of sponge diving in Greece in the late 19th century, when the standard diving suits were introduced but nothing was yet known about the causes of decompression sickness. Between 1860 and 1910, when the first decompression tables were published, half of the Greek sponge divers were either killed or paralysed by the “bends”. Written in Greek music style, in their honour. Spring again has blessed the island, Weather settled for two weeks. And the crews outside the churches For communion line the streets. Fifty boats or more are ready Fifty captain's wives wear black And five hundred divers bragging Who will bring the big one back. Generations made a living Diving naked with the stone But we didn't stay too long down With the knife one slash and home. Now these diving suits will tempt you To go walking in the deep But the bends have claimed so many And my fear won't let me sleep. Your best friend now walks with crutches And his brother cannot speak And your cousin and my nephew In the churchyard lies asleep. In the eyes of your sweet Mary Tears like diamonds don't you see? And I want my son around me And grandchildren on my knee. CHORUS Johnny, don't go walking with the fishes Leave the suit and helmet here with me. Jobs on shore are plenty if you wish it This year don't go diving Leave the sponge just where it's meant to be. Johnny, don't go walking in the sea |
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