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John The Fisherman - Live

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When he was young
You'd not find him doing well in school
His mind would turn unto the waters
Always the focus of adolescent ridicule
He has no time for farmer’s daughters

Alienated from the clique society
A lonely boy finds peace in fishing
His mother says
John this is not the way life's supposed to be
Don't you see the life that you are missing?

And he says
When I grow up I want to be
One of the harvesters of the sea
I think before my days are done
I want to be a fisherman

Now years gone by
We find a man that rules the sea
He sets out on a dark May morning
To bring his catch back to this small community
He doesn’t see the danger dawning
Four hours up, the ocean swelled and swelled

The fog rolled in, it started raining
The starboard bow
Oh my God, we're going down
They do not hear his frantic mayday

As he says
When I grow up I want to be
One of the harvesters of the sea
I think before my days are done
I want to be a fisherman

I'll live and die a fisherman
Call him John the fisherman
Call him John the fisherman
We call him John the fisherman

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