#01148
Only Thing Grey (The Landsmen)

My heart's beating faster
as the ferry creeps closer
To the little rock out in the sea,
The wind's from the westward,
the air is all blessed
with smells so dear to me;
A little boat lies on the distant horizon,
The spot where the big fish do lie,
The old man sits watching
the crowd all around him,
He smiles, there's a tear in his eye.

The wharf it is crowded and we holler loud
As we think we see someone we know,
Hey, buddy, how've you been?
I haven't seen you since that night so long ago;
Remember that time when we got out of line
And we had to hang our heads low?
Those Friday night dances,
Lord, we took some chances
With things that were best left alone.

There's been some changes
on the island out here,
New ways have come here to stay;
But for one week let's go back
to when we were much younger,
And the fog was the only thing grey.

There's all kinds of stories
'bout schooners and dories
And people that we ought to know,
Who settled the island
and spent their life plying
Waters so deep and so cold;
Like old skipper Jess
who was one of the best,
And Hughie your name lingers on,
Though the time flies so fast,
we all learn our past,
That will live on in stories and song.

There's been some changes
on the island out here,
New ways have come here to stay;
But for one week let's go back
to when we were much younger,
And the fog was the only thing grey.

####.... George T Keeping of The Landsmen ....####

Recorded by The Landsmen (One For All, trk#9, 2004, Village Music Center, Corner Brook, NL, produced by Lloyd Bartlett and The Landsmen).

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