When last I was a fisherman
I`d watch the storms rise up from the sea
And see it as a sign to me
That the sea was still my mistress
And teasing me for love
When last I was a fisherman
I`d watch the whale-fish blow
And rise up from the darkest deep real slow
And see it as a sign to me
That she was still my mistress
And teasing me for love
I never knew why she loved me
I never tried for her favour
I wouldn`t have known how
I wouldn`t have known how
And I didn`t have the know-how
To heel and toe her, heel and toe her
I only knew that she was my mistress
And teasing me for love
When last I was a fisherman
I lay along the sea wall
My body pressed against
The blue of her occupation elsewhere
She was busy with the other boats
But I knew she`d turn her belly back to me
When she was free
When last I was a fisherman
I`d stand against the sea
My skiff adrift in ecstasy
The mast a-singing, the salt a-stinging
I`d see it as a sign to me
That she was still my mistress
And just teasing me for love
I never knew why she loved me...
When last I was a fisherman
I lay awake one night
Her cooing and raving nearby
And I waited in youthful eagerness
For the dawn`s first hint of light
For my mistress to come
For she to come to me
I knew she was coming
I could feel her coming
And I waited and I waited
And I waited and I waited...
`Til I raised my voice unto the night
And only heard a baby`s cry
I never knew why she loved me...