โหลดเพลง mp3 Fisherman's Song - Judy Collins

Fisherman's Song (渔光曲) - Judy Collins/Dolly Parton
The fisherman are pitching pennies

In the sand beside the sea
And the sunrise hits their oilskin boots
Their painted boats and me
And they seem to know the ocean
Like a man knows a woman

She makes him wait around for
Half the morning for the tide to turn

Pull on the ropes seine haul fisherman

Never catches more than
He knows he can sell in a day

Pull in the nets seine haul fisherman

Day's for work night's the time to go dancing

They're drinking beer
And laughing and squinting at the sun
Waiting for the gulls
To tell them when the fish will come

Their faces brown and
Weathered from all the nets they've run
They've learned to wait
They always know that the tide will turn

Pull on the ropes seine haul fisherman

Never catches more than
He knows he can sell in a day

Pull in the nets seine haul fisherman

Day's for work night's the time to go dancing

Now way out on the ocean

The big ships hunt for whales

And the Japanese have caught
So many now they hunt for snails

But my fisherman's not greedy
He seems content to live

With the sun and the sand and
A net full of fishes when the tide turns

Pull on the ropes seine haul fisherman

Never catches more than
He knows he can sell in a day

Pull in the nets seine haul fisherman

Day's for work
Night's the time to go dancing
Oh yes pull on the ropes

Seine haul fisherman

Never catches more than
He knows he can sell in a day
Oh and pull in the nets seine haul fisherman

Day's for work night's the time to go dancing