The Fish Song -- a collaboration

get up everyday
bacon and eggs
skip the coffee
and I’m on my way…

it is what it is
oh, it is what it is

to the docks
sun rising
my sweet sue
and I’m on my way…

it is what it is
oh, it is what it is

blowing a gale
from the west
lifting my nets – and hoping for the best
and I’m on my way

it is what it is
oh, it is what it is


through the brake wall
tied up to the dock
to ma and pa’s
and I’m on my way

it is what it is
oh, it is what it is

heading home to my recliner chair
home-cooked meal
on a TV
tray
and I’m on my way

it is what it is
oh, it is what it is

sitting on my porch
sun-setting
sweet bud in my hand
and I’m on my way

it is what it is
oh, it is what it is
it is what it is
oh, it is what it is