Fisher Widows from Boarding Party by Boarding Party

Pushing fifties and pushing twenty cent pieces into the phone
Wanna tell you that I love you i love the kids but I’m
Five hundred miles from home

Got dolphins squeaking through the hull
Oil platforms and the
Seals sunbake on the kelp

Metal deck is heaving
Night time confused sea
Out here on Bass Strait

I’m Stuck out here behind this rock
Waiting for the wind to stop
His blow
Didn’t want you to be
One of the
Fisherwidows

Got a wave down my neck
Wet salt in the boots
Full load steaming for Lakes.

Trawling the sea bottom
For what life it contains
Blue rings flatheads scallops

A Hundred horsepowers throbbing
The radar beeping
When we ever gonna sleep

On the dock unload
A punch is thrown
Let’s head to the Central for a drink

CHORUS

You say you
Are getting
Used to me
Not being round
And you ask
Where were you?
Hey.
Where were you?

I was Stuck......

CHORUS

• Acoustic
• Folk
• alt folk
• alternative
• folk punk
• sea shepherd