Fisherman's Blues

I wish I was a fisherman
Tumblin' on the seas
Far away from dry land
And its bitter memoriesCasting out my sweet line
With abandonment and love
No ceiling bearin' down on me
Save the starry sky aboveWith light in my head
You in my arms, wooI wish I was the brakeman
On a hurtlin' fevered train
Crashing a-headlong into the heartland
Like a cannon in the rainWith the beating of the sleepers
And the burnin' of the coal
Counting the towns flashing by
In a night that's full of soulWith light in my head
You in my arms, wooTomorrow I will be loosened
From bonds that hold me fast
That the chains all hung around me
Will fall away at lastAnd on that fine and fateful day
I will take thee in my hands
I will ride on the train
I will be the fishermanWith light in my head
You in my arms, wooLight in my head
You in my arms
Light in my head
YouLight in my head
You in my arms
Light in my head
And woo, woo