Fisherman’s Blues

I wish I was a fisherman
 Tumblin' on the seas
 Far away from dry land
 And it's bitter memories
 Castin' out my sweet line
 With abandonment and love
 No ceiling bearin' down on me
 Save the starry sky's above
 With light in my head
 With you in my arms
 I wish I was the brakeman
 On a hurtlin' fevered train
 Crashin' head long into the heartland
 Just like a cannon in the rain
 Feelin' of the sleepers
 The burnin' of the coal
 Countin' the towns flashin' by me
 All night that's full of soul
 With light in my head
 With you in my arms
 And I know I will be loosened
 From the bonds that hold me fast
 Let these chains that hang around me
 They will fall away at last
 And on that fine and fateful day
 I will take me in my arms
 I will ride on that train
 I'm gonna be that fisherman
 With light in my head
 With you in my arms
 With light in my head
 With you in my arms
 With light in my head
 With you in my arms
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