On The Wharf - Holly Throsby
Written by：holly throsby
When it's old when it's old
When it's begged and hollow and sold
When it's time when it's time
When there's no sweet fish on my line
They don't bite they don't bite
Not like my dreams in the night
Where I'd try and I'd try
But I wouldn't know how to fight
I just call I and I call I
When I'm bold when I'm bold
I could skin and scale and you hold
On the wharf on the wharf
With my legs hanging over the water
They don't bite they don't bite
Not like my dreams in the night
Where I'd try and I'd try
But I wouldn't know how to fight
I just call I and I call I
When I'm old when I'm old
When I'm built upon and grown over
When I'm stopped like a clock
That's hands got slower and slower
I don't mind
I won't mind oh no more dreams in the night
Where I'd try and I'd try
But I wouldn't know how to fight
I just call I and I call I
From the wharf how did she know to the boat
Oh there she blows
Oh there she blows
Oh there she blows
Oh there she blows
Oh there she blows
Oh there she blows
Oh there she blows
Oh there she blows
