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When I was young my work begun, I'm standing on the pier;
And as I look west upon the cape the fishing boats are near.
And now I am... a fisherman, across that glistening sea...
I will always be... a fisherman.
Now in my prime, there's not much time for leisure and for rest;
And I start my day at the break of dawn, and I don't return till dusk.
And now I am... a fisherman, across that glistening sea...
I will always be... a fisherman.
In my old age my memory fades, there's things I can't recall;
Lest I forget them days of old, I fished upon the Halls.
And now I am... a fisherman, across that glistening sea...
I will always be... a fisherman.
And now I am... a fisherman, across that glistening sea...
I will always be... Yes, I will always be... a fisherman.
Recorded by Siochána (Siochána On Our Own - Live At Bridie Molloy's, St. John's, NL, 2005)
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