Оригинален текст
I'm a fisherman's son got fisherman's ways
I fished with my father in my young days
I learned the fine craft of the fishermans trade
Just to pass to my son so he'll do the same
The sea is my lifeline the shore is my home
I've been to your cities I didn't stay long
I stared at the bright lights the dark city ways
I'll tell you that's not for me, no I couldn't stay
Singin'
la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
Some days are rough so we roll with the waves
This living is tough and slack is the pay
But we leave with the sunrise we wake at the dawn
Singin' the fisherman's song
Singin'
la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
I'm a fisherman's son got fisherman's blood
Just hauling the lobster and jigging the cod
And if you don't like me then leave me alone
And I'll go on singing my fisherman's song
Singin'
la la la la la la
la la la la la la la
I'm a fisherman's son got fisherman's ways
I fished with my father in my young days
I learned the fine craft of the fishermans trade
Just to pass to my son so he'll do the same
Singin'
la la la la la la
la la la la la la la