A Sailor’s Song

I ‘m a fisherman and a sailor …so brave and so true

I sail Newfoundland waters and Labrador too

We hauls and we hauls till our holds are all filled

Then sail home to St Mary’s when the winter turns cold…

My father’s own father was a man of the sea

My dad was a fisherman always will be

And when his time ended he passed on to me

The love the ocean and the call of the sea

My wife waits in the kitchen and stares out to sea

Drinks her coffee with rum as she worries bout me

The winds from the North a pitiful dirge start to play

The waves in the cove froth and cause her to pray

But her light in the window I can see from afar

My boat bobs through the channel by the light of a star

I climb up the hill to her arms waiting there

I’m a sailor me darling, but I love you my dear.