Fisherman's Blues

Whoo!

I wish I was a fisherman
Tumblin' on the seas
Far away from dry land
And it's bitter memories

Castin' out my sweet line
With abandonment and love
No ceiling bearin' down on me
Save the starry sky above with light in my head
With you in my arms, whoo!

I wish I was the brakeman
On a hurtlin' fevered train
Crashin' on head long into the heartland
Like a cannon in the rain
With the feelin' of the sleepers
And the burnin' of the coal
Countin' the towns flashin' by
In a night that's full of soul with light in my head
You in my arms, whoo!

Oh, I know I will be loosened
From bonds that hold me fast
That the chains all around me
Will fall away at last

And on that grand and fateful day
I will take thee in my hand
I will ride on a train
I will be the fisherman with light in my head
You in my arms, woo-hoo-hoo!

Woo-hoo!
Light in my head
You in my arms
Light in my head
You

Light in my head
You in my arms
Light in my head
I'ma bless them, woo-hoo!
Woo-hoo!
Woo-hoo!
Woo-hoo!
Woo-hoo!



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Patrick Wickham, Michael Scott
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