#02887
There Was A Time (Robert Churchill)

He sits on a dock lookin' out to the sea,
Heart heavy laden, mind full of memories;
Harbour now empty, no vessels to see,
And sea birds are starving where cod used to be.

He rubs his beard, he moistens his lips,
'Fore I was your age I'd made a hundred trips;
I fished the Grand Banks, the Labrador straits,
With the wind in our sail on that highway of late.

There was a time you could walk 'cross the bay,
And not touch the water along the way;
Fishin' boats tied from stem to stern,
And the squid jiggin' song all us children did learn.

Our hats we take off to the men of the sea,
A way of life lost, now its all history;
So tell your children and their children, too,
What life on that ocean was like for you.

There was a time you could walk 'cross the bay,
And not touch the water along the way;
Fishin' boats tied from stem to stern,
And the squid jiggin' song all us children did learn.

####.... Robert Churchill ....####

Recorded by Robert Churchill (Mother Of Mine, Independent label, recorded at Sim's Studio, Belleoram, NL).


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