Auld Weathered Fisherman
Willie McCulloch ©, 2006,
Just an auld weathered fisherman
With a longin` fer the sea
Like our faithers did before us
An` passed it on tae me
When the sun comes up each morning`
An` heralds in the day
An` seagulls fight the northern?wind
An` seagull?s fight the northern?wind
In the gales that blow each winter
When oor hands can take nae more
Find us pullin` in the herring
Twenty miles from off a shore
Some days the catch is plenty
An` our hearts will overflow
An` wild nights we?ll drop her anchor?down
An` wild nights we?ll drop her anchor?down
Just an auld weathered fisherman
Still dreamin` of the sea
Just an auld weathered fisherman
Catchin` fish for you and me
I could tell ye tales of fortunes
An` stories of the past
The young men that went amissin`
An` spells the devil cast
What a way tae make a livin`
What a lonely way tae die
Lost forever in the endless ?waves
Lost forever in the endless ?waves
Just an auld weathered fisherman
Still dreamin` of the sea
Just an auld weathered fisherman
Catchin` fish for you and me