I'm A Pearl Diver

I'm a hard working pearl diver,

I spend the night on the shore.

I'm a breath holding pearl diver,

I live on the ocean floor.

I was born in '78 and I grew up on an island

I learned early on the value of the pearl.

I aged, and my lungs aged, and my strength it grew and grew

Until I set off out into the world.

I tried beaches and bays that I found along the way,

And I made my pay from the pearls I found each day.

Sleeping on the sand, scars on my hands,

Here's how I lived my final day:

I woke up early this one morning

'Cause I had a weird feeling about that day.

I should have noticed the gray cloudy warning

But I swam myself out into the bay,

Where I dove down deep to feel around.

Between the rocks and the mud,

There was this sound that dropped down towards me,

A pearly voice from above!

It said :

"Wait around. Make yourself drown.

I'll be right down and we'll go to town and forever just float around"

So I waited, and waited, and waited, and waited.

And my weight went away and just went off.

Salty water poured into my lungs

And my hard working hands just went soft.