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14 May 07 - 02:59 AM (#2051167) Subject: Lyr Add: Song of the Black Bream Fisherman From: Stewie ^^ SONG OF THE BLACK BREAM FISHERMAN (Phil Gray) The season's open for another year Got my old van and I've got me gear My rusty old truck and the boat slung on top And I'll camp once again by the shoreline My nets will be wet by the starter's gun Three hundred metres will be my best run What with settin', pullin' and sortin' the bream Wish I could afford an offsider Oh, Huey, be kind and leave the net clean Leave it heavy with the tasty black bream At the market price, I need all I can get How can a bloke earn a crust when there's weed in the net The rules are made for the government men We all work to the industry plan With settin' times, mesh size and minimum lengths They're all 'sposed to safeguard our futures But the future's not governed by those red tapey boys Or the greenies, markets or government ploys Phosphate and poisons in the catchment streams Will drive us all to the dole queue Tourists come campin' with their tents and their dogs Shielas go topless, the blokes hit the grog With their yakkies, their nookies, their partyin' on Don't know why they even bother They all get snarly when the see m'haul But forget the years I've put into it all To outsmart the bream with their canny ways Is a trick partyin' don't teach you Well, I'm not educated in posh-learnin' style But to see that mob makes me smile By the seat o' your pants is the learnin' you'll get When you're tangled and strangled with weed in the net Chasin' the bream in this estuary foam Takes me away from my family and home When loneliness creeps with the evening chill Muscat's a warmin' companion But I do like the life and I do like the fish The freedom, the graftin', it's all I could wish It's the smell of the open, the spray in yer face And it's breathin' that makes life worth livin' Now I've finished the season with a decent pay cheque Back home to the missus, a beaut pain in the neck For now the good times are the best we'll have yet So to hell with the worry and the weed in the net Till the season's open for another year I'll have me old van and I'll have all me gear My rusty old truck with the boat slung on top And I'll camp once again by the shoreline Source: Loaded Dog 'A Coastline Facing West' [No label] --Stewie. |
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14 May 07 - 06:04 AM (#2051268) Subject: RE: Lyr Add: Song of the Black Bream Fisherman From: GUEST,Shimrod And another - my cup runneth over! |