Lyr Req: Goodbye to the Sea (Dave Bolton)

Subject: Lyr Req: Goodbye to the Sea - Dave Bolton
From: GUEST,Shanty Kees
Date: 19 May 07 - 06:21 AM

I'm looking for the lyrics of "(I'm saying) Goodby to the Sea" by Dave Bolton. Can anybody help please. Thanks!!

The Chorus is as follows:

I'm saying goodbye to the sea lads,
I'm saying goodbye to the sea.
Goodbye to the fishing, goodbye to the nets,
The nearer it comes lads, the harder it gets,
When you're sailing her out to the grounds lads,
You'll be sailing her out without me,
There's a lump in me throat cause I'm burning me boat,
As I'm saying goodbye to the sea.

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Goodbye to the Sea - Dave Bolton
From: GUEST
Date: 21 May 07 - 11:42 AM

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Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Goodbye to the Sea - Dave Bolton
From: nutty
Date: 21 May 07 - 12:23 PM

Dave Boulton is one half of 'His Worship and the Pig'. A terrific song writer. You may find more info here.

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Subject: Lyr Add: GOODBYE TO THE SEA (D Bolton, J Parton)
From: MoorleyMan
Date: 21 May 07 - 01:48 PM

The HW&TP website link from that clicky site seems to be unavailable at the moment - but here's the words I have for that fine song... apologies to Dave and Jeff if I've got any of it wrong, but there may be a variation or two due to the folk process of course!


GOODBYE TO THE SEA
(Dave Boulton/Jeff Parton)


There was never much romance in fishing – that's just trawlermen's tales at the bar;
It was mostly low pay, and at the end of the day it was dangerous, dirty and hard;
There were times when we made a good living, now we can't make ends meet like we could;
We're up to our necks, so we're clearing the decks – getting out while the going is good.

(Chorus:)
So I'm saying goodbye to the seas, lads, saying goodbye to the sea,
Goodbye to the fishing, goodbye to the nets; the nearer it comes, lads, the harder it gets;
When you're sailing her out for the grounds, lads, you'll be sailing her out without me,
There's a lump in me throat as I'm burning my boats and I'm saying goodbye to the sea.


Well I don't mind the back-breaking labour, and I don't mind the weeks out from home;
I don't expect catches where you can't close the hatches
                                                                                  – for I know that the old days are gone;
I'm sick of this scrimping and saving, and the bankers they make your life hell;
And the ministry fools with their quotas and rules,
                                                                            and the Frenchies just pleasing themselves.


So it's nine-to-five Monday to Friday – with me clock-card I'm a cog in the wheel,
With butties and flask and some trivial task for some spotty lad with a degree;
Well he'll not last a couple of minutes on the dark rolling deck of a trawler,
For where computers are king he's the ruler of things*, but me I'm just a fish out of water.


* (alternative:)man running things

Subject: RE: Lyr Req: Goodbye to the Sea - Dave Bolton
From: GUEST,Shanty Kees
Date: 22 May 07 - 01:48 AM

Excellent, thank you both very much.

Kees