Fisherman

If I were a fisherman's friend

I'd rush to meet him at the docks

I'd fix his boat on the horizon

And pray for fair weather

If I were a fisherman's friend

I'd be his figurehead

I'd brave the rough sea

And secure the boats safely

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If I were a fisherman's friend

I'd warm the gaileys and pour the wine

I'd salt the fish consult the time

I'd ford the cold and rush the crossing

If I were a fisherman's friend

I'd bay the oceans

I'd consult the tide

I'd brave his child

If I were a fisherman's friend

I'd crush the deep

I'd safeguard the keep

I'd scour the sky

I'd scour the sky