large/1281/lovesongs_sv_librivox_64kb_mp3/love-songs_field_40_64kb_7
large/1281/lovesongs_sv_librivox_64kb_mp3/love-songs_field_40_64kb
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But Fisherman Jim lived on and on, Castin' his nets an' sailin' the sea; As a man will live when his heart is gone, Fisherman Jim lived hopelessly, Till once in those years they come an' said: "Old Fisherman Jim is powerful sick   Go to him, quick!" BUT FISHERMAN JIM LIVED ON AND ON CASTING HIS NETS AND SAILING THE SEA AS A MAN WILL LIVE WHEN HIS HEART IS GONE FISHERMAN JIM LIVED HOPELESSLY TILL ONCE IN THOSE YEARS THEY COME AND SAID OLD FISHERMAN JIM IS POWERFUL SICK GO TO HIM QUICK
ys; 'T wuz "Blow, ye winds, as blow ye will-- Naught we reck of your cold and noise!" For happy and warm were he an' his, And he dandled his kids upon his knee To the song of the sea. Fisherman Jim would sail all day, But, when come night, upon the sands His little kids ran from their play, Callin' to him an' wavin' their hands; Though the wind was fresh and the sea was high, He'd hear'em--you bet--above the roar Of the waves on the shore! Once Fisherman Jim sailed into the bay As the sun went down in a cloudy sky, And never a kid saw he at play, And he listened in vain for the welcoming cry. In his little house he learned it all, And he clinched his hands and he bowed his head-- "The fever!" they said. 'T wuz a pitiful time for Fisherman Jim, With them darlin's a-dyin' afore his eyes, A-stretchin' their wee hands out to him An' a-breakin' his heart with the old-time cries He had heerd so often upon the sands; For they thought they wuz helpin' his boat ashore-- Till they spoke no more. ILL WITH HIS BONNIE WIFE AND HIS LITTLE BOYS TWAS BLOW YE WINDS AS BLOW YE WILL NOT WE WRECK OF YOUR COLD AND NOISE FOR HAPPY AND WARM WERE HE AND HIS AND HE DANDLED HIS KIDS UPON HIS KNEE TO THE SONG OF THE SEA FISHERMAN JIM WOULD SAIL ALL DAY BUT WHEN COME NIGHT UPON THE SANDS HIS LITTLE KIDS RAN FROM THEIR PLAY CALLING TO HIM AND WAVING THEIR HANDS THOUGH THE WIND WAS FRESH AND THE SEA WAS HIGH HE'D HEAR HIM YOU BET ABOVE THE ROAR OF THE WAVES ON THE SHORE ONCE FISHERMAN JIM SAILED INTO THE BAY AS THE SUN WENT DOWN IN A CLOUDY SKY AND NEVER A KID SAW HE AT PLAY AND HE LISTENED IN VAIN FOR THE WELCOMING CRY IN HIS LITTLE HOUSE HE LEARNED IT ALL AND HE CLINCHED HIS HANDS AND HE BOWED HIS HEAD THE FEVER THEY SAID TWAS A PITIFUL TIME FOR FISHERMEN JIM WITH THEM DARLINS A DYIN AFORE HIS EYES A STRETCHIN THEIR WEE HANDS OUT TO HIM AND A BREAK IN HIS HEART WITH THE OLD TIME CRIES HE HAD HEARD SO OFTEN UPON THE SANDS FOR THEY THOUGHT THERE WAS HELP IN HIS BOAT ASHORE TILL THEY SPOKE NO MORE
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