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FISHERMAN'S BLUES I wish I was a Fisherman, tumbling on the sea, Far away from dry land and it's bitter memories, Casting out my sweet nets, with abandonment and love, love's feeling bearing down on me, and a starry sky above, With light in my head, and you in my arms, ooh, hoo, hoo, ooh, hoo, hoo I wish I was the brakeman on a hurtling fever train, Crashing headlong into the heartland, like a cannon in the rain, The beating of the sleepers and the burning of the coal Watching the towns flashing by, on a night that's full of soul With light in my head, and you in my arms, ooh, hoo, hoo, ooh, hoo, hoo No more I will be loosened from bonds that hold me fast, and these chains all around me will fall away at last, and on that fine April day I will take thee in my arms, I will ride on that train, I will be that fisherman, With light in my head, and you in my arms, ooh, hoo, hoo, ooh, hoo, hoo by the Waterboys on Ensign Records circa 1983, @love filename[ FISHBLUE WB APR99  8note Sheet |
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