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Featherston's Finest
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Ne'er Home, Ne'er More
So she watched from the pier, 'I'm fine' she lied 'Papa go while tide is still turning, While the Mackerel run, go cast your net wide So that we might eat in the morning'
'O my wee, bonnie lass, now dry, your eyes', From the shore she could hear her Pa calling 'I'll return on the tide before sunrise' Then he loosed the boat from its mooring
And there she would wait, as sun slipped down A west wind whipped up in the gloaming And it birthed a foul storm, a fierce typhoon Which set sea to frothing and foaming
And out at sea, the wee boat was tossed There was naught to be done, all hands were lost As her hull was split by the ocean
And below those rough waves and howling wind His last breath coalesced with salt water Watching on were queer creatures, cold and finned As his mind cast back to his daughter
Who stood for three days, a sentinel When the townsfolk found her near starving Then in tears, she gave toll that lone pier bell Ne'er home, ne'er more, father darling
Then seven years passed, she'd been a bride 'Lover go, while tide is still turning While the Mackerel run, go cast your net wide So that we might eat in the morning'
'O my sweet loving wife, shed no tear now I'll be back before the next evening' A kiss on each cheek, one more to her brow And one more on her lips before leaving
And down to the wharf, she came that night Thick fog slipped in on the sea breeze 'Something's wrong I just know this brume's not right' And her heart sank low with the mem'ries
And out on the sea, one careless slip O'er board, found he in the roil The sea moved on his unmanned ship And left him to a hopeless toil Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
And below those rough waves and freezing wind He now knew he would never recover Watching on were queer creatures, cold and finned As his mind cast back to his lover
Who stood for five days, a sentinel, When the townsfolk found her near starving Then in tears, she gave toll that lone pier bell Ne'er home, ne'er more, lover darling
Passed twenty one years, one son her pride 'Laddie stay, let the tide do its turning Let the Mackerel run, stay fast to dockside So that you might see the day dawning'
'O my dear Mama, lift up your face I must go and fish while they're jumping' Then they shared what would be their last embrace And he left her there, her heart thumping
And out at sea, his last catch hauled in His boat's path by chance coinciding With the weight of a great leviathan His maimed boat was put beyond guiding
And down to the shore, she came each day But each day passed by with no sighting And so wracked with grief, she knelt to pray 'Lord I'm cursed, show me to the righting'
And there, off the pier, she heard faint cries 'Dear wife, sweet Ma, bonnie daughter' And out of the kelp, black angel eyes Beckoning her down into the water
And below the cold waves and icy wind Her last breath came out silent laughter Watching on were queer creatures, cold and finned This'd be her home ever after
So it was the sea gave up her lad And the townsfolk found him near starving 'She were right' he wept, 'twasn't worth the scad May you sleep in the deep, mother darling'
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