The river water diverts to other places To nurture central valley seeds The northern water that sloshes desert fairways Fulfil So-Cal Golfers' needs The mighty chinook that used to run the rivers To the grounds where they would spawn Thin in numbers as the tributaries wane Pretty soon they'll all be gone Jimmy Mac runs the trawler of his father Who got it pa**ed down from his pa Three closed seasons and the bank note on his shoulder Now Jimmy's hiding from the law Jimmy watched as the bulk of the fleet Sold their boats and moved away But after the stroke he promised to his father He'd do his best to stay ... in Bodega Bay He remembered the days when his father used to show him How to set and tend all the gear With his hand on his shoulder he looked out at the waters And said, "Son it is my fear "That you'll be the last salmon man You're the last salmon man You're the last salmon man You're the last salmon man of the MacDonagal clan" 2010, they reopened NorCal waters To the salmon chasing slew Four straight days Jimmy trolled the jagged coastline But the fish were far and few Jimmy watched as the bulk of the fleet Packed their boats and moved away But on his d**hbed he promised to his father He'd do his best to stay ... in Bodega Bay Bodega Bay Bodega Bay Bodega Bay Bodega Bay Bodega Bay Bodega Bay Bodega Bay He remembered the days when his father used to show him How to set and tend all the gear With his hand on his shoulder he looked out at the waters And said, "Son it is my fear "That you'll be the last salmon man You're the last salmon man You're the last salmon man You're the last salmon man of the MacDonagal clan" Last salmon man He's the last salmon man He's the last salmon man He's the last salmon man of the MacDonagal clan