Perfect Storm Lyrics

Perfect Storm

© Charlie Ball

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1) From Gloucester town the fishermen go
It’s what they do for it’s what they know
Refugees from the undertow
And the ancient mariner’s rime

2) The ocean is a jealous wife
She takes ‘em young, mates for life
But her heart is cold like a fisherman’s knife
She is siren and sublime

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(And it’s) way, hey, ever and a day
Seas do roll, fishermen pray
“Lord take me back to Gloucester Bay”
When the odds combine to form
The perfect storm

3) For every catch there’s a human debt
And every day is a new roulette
But they’re more afraid of an empty net
Than any wind that blows

4) So they drop their lines in the water’s chill
Push their luck, test their skill
Just like 10,000 out there still
In watery repose

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5) There comes a gale in a hundred years
And justifies all sailor’s fears
Who like unwilling volunteers
Must face the perfect storm

6) Its nature’s job and she does it well
With 80 knot winds and 90 foot swells
Survivors swear it’s a glimpse of hell
And promise to reform

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7) From Gloucester town the fishermen go
It’s what they do for it’s what they know
Refugees from the undertow
And the ancient mariner’s rime