When I was a little bitty baby,
My daddy would rock me on the water,
In that old fishing boat back home;
It was down in Port de Grave Harbour,
Dad tried to keep us all from starving,
In that old fishing boat back home.
When that fishing boat got rotten,
All the planks fell off her bottom,
That old fishing boat back home;
It was down in the cellar garden,
We spread capelin just to keep from starving,
From that old fishing boat back home.
Well, it was one year after ninety-one,
They brought in the moratorium,
On that old fishing boat back home;
Now all those years have come and gone,
And we still ain't got no cod,
In that old fishing boat back home.
Oh, when that fishing boat got rotten,
All the planks fell off her bottom,
That old fishing boat back home;
It was down in Port de Grave Harbour,
Dad tried to keep us all from starving,
In that old fishing boat back home.
Johnny Efford he gave up fishing,
He always wanted to be a politician,
In that sad, old fishing boat back home;
But now he went to Ottawa,
Helped bring home the Atlantic Accord,
Left that old fishing boat back home.
When the fishing boat got rotten,
All the planks fell off her bottom,
That old fishing boat back home;
It was down in Port de Grave Harbour,
Dad tried to keep us all from starving,
In that old fishing boat back home.
Danny and Trevor gave Risley the crabs,
Now St. Anthony's gettin' all the jobs,
From that old fishing boat back home;
John Risley's gone away smiling,
While all the boys are gone out swiling,
In that old fishing boat back home.
When the fishing boat got rotten,
All the planks fell off her bottom,
That old fishing boat back home;
It was down in the cellar garden,
We spread capelin just to keep from starving,
From that old fishing boat back home,
Fix that old fishing boat back home.
On July 2, 1992, The Great Northern Cod Fishery, the first of 14 East Coast Ground Fisheries was closed to commercial harvest. A five centuries-old tradition had come to an abrupt and devastating halt. Thousands of people were thrown out of work. Coastal communities, and the people depending on these resources for their livelihood, were numb from shock. Throughout the years of the moratorium, the fishery became more shellfish dependent, communities got smaller, the landscape of the province was irrevocably altered, and fisheries management was never looked upon in the same way. The road back, the road to rebuilding fish stocks, has been a slow and oftentimes frustrating task.