Three Fishers (Charles Kingsley and John Hull) Three fishers went sailing out into the west Out into the west as the sun went down Each thought on the woman that loved him the best And the children stood watching them out of the town For the men must work and the women must weep For there's little to earn and many to keep And the harbour bar be moaning Three wives sat up in the lighthouse tower They trimmed the lamps as the sun went down And they looked at the squall and they looked at the shower And the night-wrack came rolling in, ragged and brown For the men must work and the women must weep 'Though storms be sudden and waters be deep And the harbour bar be moaning Three corpses lay out on the shining sand In the morning gleam as the tide went down And the women were weeping and wringing their hands For those who would never come back to the town For the men must work and the women must weep And the sooner it's over, the sooner to sleep And goodbye to that bar and its moaning Copyright Charles Kingsley and John Hull note: I heard it on a Joan Baez recording, and I believe that it's in one of her songbooks.AW AW OCT98
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