Fisherman's Blues - Jaime RT/Andy Hillhouse
I wish I was a fisherman
Tumbling on the seas
Far away from this dry land
And it's bitter memories
Casting out my sweet line
Of abandonment and love
No ceiling bearing down on me
Save the starry sky above
Light in my head
You in my arms
Wo
I wish I was the brakeman
On a hurtling fevered train
Crashing a headlong into the heartland
Like a cannon in the rain
With the beating of the sleepers
And the burning of the coal
Counting the towns flashing by
In a night that's full of soul
With light in my head
And you in my arms
Wo
And know I will be loosened
From bonds that hold me fast
That the chains all hung around me
Will fall away at last
And on that fine and fateful day
I will take thee in my hands
I will ride on the train
And I will be that fisherman
With light in my head
And you in my arms
Wo
With light in my head
And you in my arms
Wo
I wish I was a fisherman
Tumbling on the seas
Far away from this dry land
And it's bitter memories
Casting out my sweet line
With abandonment and love
No ceiling bearing down on me
Save the starry sky above
With light in my head
You in my arms
Wo
