Here are the lyrics I wrote for "John." Written with no particular person in mind, but rather about the moment when a person discovers there can be no turning back. JOHN (By Larry Kaplan) Foggy Harbor Cold and wet and not a soul The boats are sitting crooked in the mud All about the sounds of life Are chilled and distant And the kerosene lamps Flicker in the night Rub your hands together Pull your collar up We'll drink another round Before the night is gone Take your chances boys Soon we'll all be leaving And not a word about the times to come John comes home To his old boat he's alone he wears His stocking cap pulled down upon his ears Ten years going And he's worked his hands To stone and leather Says tonight he's got to get away Busted broke no place to go That's what he says you get For putting all your time into the sea Then a man gets old, he says Too late to settle down, he says Too late to find a place for company Hear the hulls 'a creaking Hard against the rocky bottom Hear the hungry lonesome singing gulls Curse the winter winds Those empty dreams that took you in When you're young enough You never get your fill Keep your lanterns on And throw the big hatch open wide No man is a stranger in the cold Throw another log into the fire The night is young enough And good friends Keep a man from getting old Rub your hands together Pull your collars up We'll drink another round Before the night is gone Take your chances boys Soon we'll all be leaving And not a word About the times to come Take your chances boys Soon we'll all be leaving And not a word about the times to come Words and music by Larry Kaplan c,1976, Hannah Lane Music,BMI https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qnStqcyFEQY
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