He's shrimpin' and skrimpin', barely gettin' by
Son of a fisherman he never asks why
Lately the cull is more then the keep
He's been at it too long, but it's, it's in him too deep
Sun comin' up as he steps on the boat
Cranks up the diesel, he's covered in smoke
She sprung a few leaks, got a bunch of dings
She's using some oil and she need some new rings
But she'll just have to wait for the big catch to come
Takin' all that I make to keep my wife and my son
This old bay is gettin' harder to rake
Sometimes I swear I'm gonna pack up and leave
We keep shrimpin' and skrimpin', barely gettin' by
I'm the son of a fisherman so I never ask why
Lately the cull is more then the keep
I been at it too long, but it's, it's in him too deep
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We saved the dolphins and the turtles for years
While our boats rust away, it seems like nobody cares
We fought the oil slicks, man we ain't beat 'em yet
And sometimes I swear I got a hole in my net
There's nothing to do but just do what you can
You get up in the morning and go do it again
I'm to old to change, I'm too proud to loose
I'm too scared to smuggle so what can you do
Keep shrimpin' and skrimpin', barely gettin' by
The son of a fisherman, I never ask why
But lately the cull is more then the keep
I been at it too long, but it's, it's in him too deep
Shrimpin' and skrimpin', barely gettin' by
The son of a fisherman, I never ask why
But lately the cull is more then the keep
I been at it too long, but it's, it's in him too deep
I been at it too long, but it's in me too deep