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wreck of the dictator - phyllis sinclair lyrics

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he said, i set my net at the last low tide
where i set before at least a thousand times
me and dictator on the fishing ground
four fathoms down
it was a full moon tide on the skull bar shelf
a shallow rise in a bottomless h*ll
time to pull the silver from the sandy mound
four fathoms down

fishing for a living, it’s a drain on a sailor’s soul
empty nets can turn a warm man cold

the tide was strong * took my net for a ride
flipped the dictator over on her side
tried to free her with my knife ‘til the blood dripped down
four fathoms down
i made to shore i had to find some help
couldn’t stand to watch her writhing on the shelf
got the hooks, got the chains – gonna tow her out to
twenty*five fathoms down

try for a winning, it’s a game in leviathan’s hole
i spend more money trying to make a go
try for a winning, it’s gamble on leviathan’s hole
should i give up only heaven knows
heaven knows
we pulled and we tugged got her half upright
dragged her off the bar while she hung on tight
the current kept her trail like a blood crazed hound
there’s thirty*five fathoms down

oh, the sun and the moon they wouldn’t give up her soul
snapped the chains loose like a dry wish bone
she lurched, swayed back made a mournful sound
there’s forty* five fathoms down

no misgivings, though the work it can break your bones
the paybacks more than a miner’s gold
no misgivings, though the work makes a young man old
the payback’s better than a miner’s gold
miner’s gold

she pitched and she rolled * gave the fight of her life
fought the watery hand that gripped with all her might
but the tide won the battle and it pulled her down, to fifty five fathoms down
dictator she’s a lady, she’s a sailor’s dream
she’s saved countless men in a hurricane sea
earned every salt of her resting ground
fifty*five fathoms down

take no pity, it would shame and vex her so
just thanks for the years and the good times, bro
take no pity, it would shame and crush her so
just thanks for years, now its time to go
time to go
on the skull bar floor now she marks my set
a true*blue friend in her eternal rest
earthen, wooden vessel, she’s immortal now
fifty*five fathoms down
fifty*five fathoms down
fifty*five fathoms down

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