Fisherman Songtext
von Reb Fountain

Calling all fisherman, calling on you
I hear you′re washing your nets and listening to blues
There's a sea full of souls with nothing to lose
You can pick and choose

Calling out Jonah and his big ass wife
Put a fire in your belly of the whale tonight
You can count your lucky stars you got off light
You can count your lucky stars

We came here two by two
And he called on me and you
Love me true
You know not what you do

Little lords children washing up in waves
We′ll be fishing their bodies from the ocean for days
Hanging our heads on their unmarked graves
They couldn't be saved
No, they couldn't be saved


Well, we came here two by two
And he called on me and you
Love me true
You know not what you do

You cast a long shadow, what′s mine is mine
An eye for an eye hanging limp on the line
While you′re waiting for the rapture, have a hell of a time
Let's have a hell of a time

Lord, you walked on water, I can barely tread
Preserver of life if the conditions are met
Such a strange foul catch, and we′re up to our necks
Up to our necks

Hold back the tide
We are coming
Hold back the tide
We are coming

Hold back the tide
We are coming
Hold back the tide
We are coming


Hold back the tide (I'm a sinner)
We are coming (I′ll be saved)
Hold back the tide (I'm a sinner)
We are coming