Ah the sea is so great and my boat is so small, tonight it is cold as the waves
rise and fall.
My children are hungry they sit by the hearth.
their mother is anxiously waiting.
Of a man is expected to fulfill his deedsto flourish in business and to sow all
his seeds.
But the demons that travel beside me tonight, they pull at my strength and my senses.
Row home.
Ah my hands all a trembling I’m cold from my sweat, my boats all a bobbin' as I pull in my net.
And counting my fish on my knees in the dark,
I’m glad theres enough for returning4.
Ah the sea is so great and my boat is so small, tonight it is cold as the waves
rise and fall.
My children are hungry they sit by the hearth, their mother is anxiously waiting
Row Home