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He took all he got from God and a grade eight education
Never had any other job, spent his life out on the sea
He had taken so much cod from the time he was a young boy
And for 37 years he got up at half past three
Out before dawn in a small boat built for haulin'
Cod traps and some jiggin' could have gone on endlessly
Now he feels just like a fish out of water
It's land air he breathes
Yes he feels just a fish out of water.
Will he ever sail again out to the fishin' water
Cause they told us one and all "burn your boats and leave the sea"
Even though they didn't know fishin' boats could get so efficient
And just how efficiently they could pick the ocean clean
Out before dawn in a small boat built for haulin'
Cod traps and some jiggin' could have gone on endlessly
Now he feels just like a fish out of water
It's land air he breathes
Yes he feels just a fish out of water.
He took all he got from God and a grade eight education