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Three fishers went sailing out into the west,
Out into the west as the sun went down;
Each thought of the woman who loved him the best,
And the children stood watching them out of the town.
For men must work and women must weep,
For there's little to earn and many to keep;
And the harbour bar is moaning,
And the harbour bar is moaning.
Three wives sat up in the lighthouse tower,
They trimmed the lamps as the sun went down;
And they looked at the squall and they looked at the shower,
And the night black came rolling in, ragged and brown.
For men must work and women must weep,
For there's little to earn and many to keep;
And the harbour bar is moaning,
And the harbour bar is moaning.
For men must work and women must weep,
For there's little to earn and many to keep;
And the harbour bar is moaning,
And the harbour bar is moaning.
Three corpses lay out on the shining sand,
And the morning gleam as the tide went down;
And the women were weeping and wringing their hands,
For those who would never come back to the town.
For men must work and women must weep,
For there's little to earn and many to keep;
And the harbour bar is moaning,
And the harbour bar is moaning.
Popularized by Stan Rogers' recording of Garnet Rogers' arrangement.
