Fisherman's Blues

A one, two, three

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's above

With light in my head

With you in my arms

I wish I was the brakeman

On a hurtlin' fevered train

Crashin' head long into the heartland

Just like a cannon in the rain

Feelin' of the sleepers

The burnin' of the coal

Countin' the towns flashin' by me

All night that's full of soul

With light in my head

With you in my arms

And I know I will be loosened

From the bonds that hold me fast

Let these chains that hang around me

They will fall away at last

And on that fine and fateful day

I will take me in my arms

I will ride on that train

I'm gonna be that fisherman

With light in my head

With you in my arms

With light in my head

With you in my arms

With light in my head

With you in my arms

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