John the Fisherman

歌詞

One...two... One, two, three, four 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 farmers' 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 miss?" 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 the man who 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, oh 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 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 "I'll live and die a fisherman" Calling John the Fisherman... Calling John the Fisherman... We're calling John the Fisherman...