The Young Dubliners - Fisherman's Blues lyrics

A one, two, three I wish I was a fisherman Tumblin' on the seas Far away from dry land And it's bitter memories Castin' out my sweet line With abandonment and love No ceiling bearin' down on me Save the starry sky's above With light in my head With you in my arms I wish I was the brakeman On a hurtlin' fevered train Crashin' head long into the heartland Just like a cannon in the rain Feelin' of the sleepers The burnin' of the coal Countin' the towns flashin' by me All night that's full of soul With light in my head With you in my arms And I know I will be loosened From the bonds that hold me fast Let these chains that hang around me They will fall away at last And on that fine and fateful day I will take me in my arms I will ride on that train I'm gonna be that fisherman With light in my head With you in my arms With light in my head With you in my arms With light in my head With you in my arms ...