Empty Hats - The Fisherman's Wife lyrics

By the storm-torn shoreline, a woman is standing The spray strung like j**els in her hair And the sea tore the rocks near that desolate landing As though it had known she stood there And white were the wave-caps and wild was their parting So fierce is the warring of love And she prayed to the gods, both of men and of sailors Not to cast their cruel nets o'er her love And she has come down to condemn that wild ocean For the murderous loss of her man His boat sailed out on Wednesday morning And it's feared she's gone down with all hands What force leads a man to a life filled with danger When his heart yearns to dwell in her land It's when need is his master and poverty's no stranger That his love now must wait on the sand And she has come down to condemn that wild ocean For the murderous loss of her man His boat sailed out on Wednesday morning And it's feared she's gone down with all hands And it's feared she's gone down with all hands