Lyrics

It’s 5am It’s still dark
But the morning waits for no-one, in these parts
Cast off astern, and we’ll go
You cut the bait and I’ll steer
And I’ll roll us some cigarettes, before we get the gear
As the sun rises on our lives
We pick up the tide

And only Tony knows me
And only John could ever owe me
I pulled him from, thought he had gone for good
And all these years are passing
All this old fisherman is asking
The gear has stowed
God only knows
Let’s turn the wheel and head for home

These winter days I cross the bar
But my memories of then can take me but so far
I feel the salt spray in my bones
I climb ashore Shake a hand
Just a man in a mans world
That I can’t understand
I believe it’s time to leave
To leave the living

And only Tony knows me
And only John could ever owe me
I pulled him from, thought he had gone for good
And all these years are passing
All this old fisherman is asking
The gear has stowed
God only knows
Let’s turn the wheel and head for home