The Fisherman's Song               
	Source: Silly Wizard

	By the storm-torn shoreline a woman is standing
	the spray strung like jewels in her hair
	and the sea tore the rocks near that desolate landing
	as though it had known she stood there

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	For she had come down to curse that wild ocean
	for the murderous loss of her man
	his boat sailed out on Wednesday morning
	and it's feared she's gone down with all hands

	white was the wavecaps and wild was their parting
	so fierce is the warring of love
	for she prayed to the gods, both of men and of sailors
	not to cast their cruel nets o'er her love

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	theres a school on the hill where the sons of dead fathers
	are led towards tempests and gales
	where their god-given wings are clipped close to their bodies
	and their eyes are bound round with ships' sails

Chorus:

	what force leads a man to a life filled with danger
	high on seas or mile under ground
	it's when need is his master, and poverty's no stranger
	and theres no other work to be found

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