Fisherman's Son

I'm a fisherman's son got fisherman's ways 
I fished with my father in my young days 
I learned the fine craft of the fisherman's trade 
Just to pass to my son so he'll do the same 

The sea is my lifeline the shore is my home 
I've been to your cities I didn't stay long 
I stared at the bright lights the dark city ways 
I'll tell you that's not for me, no I didn't stay 

Singing
La La La La La La,
La La La La La La La 

Some days are rough so we roll with the waves 
This living is tough, slack is the pay 
But we leave with the sunrise, we wake at the dawn 
Singing the fisherman's song 

Singing
La La La La La La,
La La La La La La La 

I'm a fisherman's son got fisherman's blood 
Just hauling the lobster, jigging the cod 
And if you don't like me then leave me alone 
And I'll go on singing my fisherman's song 

Singing
La La La La La La,
La La La La La La La 

Singing
La La La La La La,
La La La La La La La 

I'm a fisherman's son got fisherman's ways 
I fished with my father in my young days 
I learned the fine craft of the fisherman's 
Just to pass to my son so he'll do the same 

Singing
La La La La La La,
La La La La La La La 

Singing
La La La La La La,
La La La La La La La 

Singing
La La La La La La,
La La La La La La La 

Singing
La La La La La La,
La La La La La La La