cd: 88 Years
track 4: Bound for Wales
Pull in your nets, set the sails
We’re bound for home, bound for Wales
Past Caledonia, and the Irish Sea gales
We’re bound for home, Bound for Wales
We’re bound for home, Bound for Wales
Watching young men come on board
Leave their sweethearts behind
In a harbor town
Sail to the north Herring beds
With their loves on their minds
Swirling around
They’ll work the cold
Let the high winds be damned
For a few coins a day
Some rum or a dram
The sun hasn’t shown on their faces
For seventeen days
But they don’t complain
In oilskins they go through their paces
With little to say
And less to gain
Made hard from a life
That they had to choose
Not farming or mining
But a fisherman’s shoes
Chorus
They watch the steam trawler
Match their week’s work in three days
And return to land
Life as they know it at sea
Starts to take on new ways
Can they understand?
How replacing ten men
And the worth that they bring
With a winch and a cable
A boom and a swing
Chorus
So hail you true sailors
May the wind be your friend all your lives
Let it blow you home
Teach your sons and their sons
Speak proudly their daughters and wives
For every sail they’ve sewn
Let them take a lesson
From an old man like me
Have no regrets
From a life spent at sea
Chorus
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Written by Kyle Aughe