Last Salmon Man (Fisherman’s Chronicles, Part IV) Primus
"Last Salmon Man" by Primus, released in 1997, is a #Rock song that explores themes of environmental degradation and the struggles of a fisherman facing the decline of salmon populations. The lyrics reflect a deep connection to nature and the consequences of human actions. Musically, it features Primus's signature complex bass lines and quirky rhythms. The song highlights the importance of conservation, resonating with audiences concerned about ecological issues.
[Verse 1]
The river water diverts to other places
To nurture central valley seeds
The northern waters that sloshes desert fairways
Fulfill So-Cal golfers needs
[Verse 2]
The Mighty Chinook that used to run the rivers
To the grounds where they would spawn
Thin in numbers, as the tributaries wane
Pretty soon, they'll all be gone
[Verse 3]
Jimmy Mac runs the trawler of his father
Who got it passed down from his Pa
Three closed seasons, and the bank note on his shoulder
Now Jimmy's hiding from the law
[Verse 4]
Jimmy watched, as the bulk of the fleet
Sold their boats and moved away
But after the stroke, he promised to his father
He'd do his best to stay in Bodega Bay
[Pre-Chorus]
He remembered the days when his father used to show him
How to set and tend all the gear
With his hand on his shoulder, he looked out at the waters
And said, "Son it is my fear
The river water diverts to other places
To nurture central valley seeds
The northern waters that sloshes desert fairways
Fulfill So-Cal golfers needs
[Verse 2]
The Mighty Chinook that used to run the rivers
To the grounds where they would spawn
Thin in numbers, as the tributaries wane
Pretty soon, they'll all be gone
[Verse 3]
Jimmy Mac runs the trawler of his father
Who got it passed down from his Pa
Three closed seasons, and the bank note on his shoulder
Now Jimmy's hiding from the law
[Verse 4]
Jimmy watched, as the bulk of the fleet
Sold their boats and moved away
But after the stroke, he promised to his father
He'd do his best to stay in Bodega Bay
[Pre-Chorus]
He remembered the days when his father used to show him
How to set and tend all the gear
With his hand on his shoulder, he looked out at the waters
And said, "Son it is my fear
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