Fisherman’s Son The Rankin Family (Ft. Cookie Rankin, Heather Rankin, Jimmy Rankin, John Rankin & Raylene Rankin)

I'm a fisherman's son got fisherman's ways
I fished with my father in my young days
I learned the fine craft of the fisherman's trade
Just to pass to my son so he'll do the same

The sea is my lifeline the shore is my home
I've been to your cities I didn't stay long
I stared at the bright lights the dark city ways
I'll tell you that's not for me, no I couldn't stay

Singin'
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la

Some days are rough so we roll with the waves
This living is tough, slack is the pay
But we leave with the sunrise we wake at the dawn
Singin' the fisherman's song!

Singin'
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la

I'm a fisherman's son got fisherman's blood
Just hauling the lobster and jigging the cod
And if you don't like me then leave me alone
And I'll go on singing my fisherman's song