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Coconut trees shaking by the wind blows
Hand in hand with loudness of the water flow
Grain of sand were touchin by the salty foam
Here beside you

Fisherman's Woman

Emiliana Torrini

Fisherman's Woman

2005

I'm pretending to be a good fisherman's woman
Just like Anna Ingunn's mom
The gladiator of all fisherman's wives
Makes it a lot easier thinking

Barred up 2020 man it's not how I envisioned it
Ion get tired I ain't talking bout no Michelin
Hooks and lines yeah Imma local fisherman
I'm barred

The world changed face
Soon as I came of age
Look what it did to mine
Painted it with the time
What I wouldn't give to be
Free as a fisherman

I was a great fisherman
Yes I was
That day I was a great fisherman
Well they had their real beer
And I had my root beer
And we were all content with

Back on My Feet Again

It's a hard road hard and getting harder
Shacking up with the fisherman's daughter
Every night I've been counting sheep from

the Governor and the President
Ain't no way no how it's being stopped by little old Gilly and his poor fisherman navy
So on his way to the prison
The policeman

It's a hard road hard and getting harder
Shacking up with the fisherman's daughter
Every night I've been counting sheep from one to ten
Live bait

and you're alone
I'll be there watching you

I caught you in my interweb
I caught you in my internet
Well maybe I'm a spider
Or maybe I'm a fisherman

at my plate
Why you fucking with my label
I'd should fade you nicely
Like a barber chair you would snap
Pressures dicey as I'm largely underestimated
By

a moulder'd church and higher
A long street climbs to one tall-tower'd mill
And high in heaven behind it a gray down
With Danish barrows and a hazelwood,
By

Fishing

Joan Baez

Gone from Danger

1997

you're saving 
In this photograph, who's this one waving? 
I think you know, so speak up, amigo 

It says here that by trade you were a fisherman

Aren't the good things in life free to all?
The sun shines on everyone
The moon, accompanied by countless stars
Leads even the beasts to pasture
What

and run with it man they really some crooks

Said I, crossed over well I'm leaving em' shook

And I guess a good fisherman don't need a hook

See how I

I went down to the market just to get it done
The crazy in the parking lot had just begun
It was a song of salvation as I walked by
I thought I'd

ain't saying that to brag homie
It's a miracle I'm still here cuz I had a hell of past homie
I played the alleys the cuts and the hallways
Harassed by

It is opening day and a brand new start
The stones have been cleared around the fisherman's hut
And the air bites, then leaves almost invisible

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Niggas is small, my task is educate y'all
Can you stop selling crack cause
Negro that takes balls
I'm on that road called freedom
Seldom traveled by

better than he could ever be
But wishes can only do so much
And as he sank to the rocky floor 
He hoped they'd forgive him

Close by a young fisherman was

and Jean gray like the X men, and I put it down so I ain't worried bout the next man but if he wanna try me he can get found by the fisherman just understand

팔지
I don’t buy that no more
걍 안 쓰고 말지
어차피 누가 다시 주워 빨지
Just watch me glow

Chain butter pecan, fisherman warfs trench
I’m all about endorsements
Pretty

Golden Loom [outtake]

Bob Dylan

The Bootleg Series, Vols. 1-3 (Rare & Unreleased) 1961-1991

1991

Smoky autumn night, stars up in the sky,
I see the sailin' boats across the bay go by.
Eucalyptus trees hang above the street
And then I turn my

The boat for the Bailey's leaves just on time
Silver and indigo fisherman's lines
The scent from the quarter always in the air
Mint tea and majoun –

Jambalaya

Johnny Horton

Live Recordings from the Louisiana Hayride

2004

to tap the tremendous source of talent 
On the Louisiana Hayride
Now you take Johnny Horton, the singing fisherman
Here's a guy that's just loaded with