Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fisherman's Son, artist - Port O'Brien. Date of issue: 31.12.2007
Song language: English
Fisherman's Son |
| I’m doing fine in Alaska |
| I don’t mind the storms |
| When all the wind contorts me |
| Let the diesel engine roar |
| But I don’t know why I came here |
| Was it because I was born this way? |
| Or have I just learned to accept it? |
| Like I do every other day |
| Oh whatever is the cause |
| I will find another job |
| And I will stay until I’m far away |
| This is not what I’m here for |
| I was made to live indoors |
| And I will weather out this storm from them |
| But I hear it screaming loud |
| Over everything somehow |
| Saying, «Hey boy. |
| Listen up. |
| You’re a liar.» |
| And you are a fisherman’s son |
| And that is what you’ll become |
| You are a fisherman’s son |
| That is what you’ll become |
| I’m doing fine in the city |
| I don’t miss the stars |
| And I have all my needs here with me |
| And I don’t adventure far |
| And I’m doing okay for a young man |
| I’ve got a place to stay |
| But I don’t go out come night time |
| No matter what my friends here say |
| All the while I am here |
| I’ll have some liquor and some beer |
| And I’ll wait for another year to come |
| And I will fall into the pack |
| With the devil on my back |
| And I will take another crack at this |
| Oh but I could never win |
| No, my blood is just too thin |
| And my eyes, all they crave is affection |
| Cause I am a fisherman’s son |
| That is what I’ll become |
| I am a fisherman’s son |
| That is what I’ll become |