FiddleJoe

Lyrics

The deep sea feels thin as I glide out from shore,
My empty boat slides across longing for more.
As I approach the fertile fields in the ocean ahead,
My hopes spring from memories in my head.

Way oh, behold my destiny
Ring out, ring out, my desire for you to see;
What I am to me and what I am to you,
Way oh the waters of my life.

I work the water hoping for my dreams to rise
Watching the depth for something to catch my eye.
When my luck turns north and my little boat is full,
I turn her back to shore and take m y ride.

Way oh, behold my destiny
Ring out, ring out, my desire for you to see;
What I am to me and what I am to you,
Way oh the waters of my life.

On the shore I see my home arise,
When I get close a bird begins to fly.
I measure my day by how much I bring you back,
To finish our lives in this world's shack.

Way oh, behold my destiny
Ring out, ring out, my desire for you to see;
What I am to me and what I am to you,
Way oh the waters of my life.
Way oh the waters of my life.