We'll Carry On

If the waves roll rough as in days before Still, we put our boats to sea The take has been tough We're counting on more To make the season pay It was back in '83 My brothers and me Laid our poor father in his grave Even though he's dead and gone His voice lives on In the hiss and the pull of the waves We'll carry on, carry on Sing these words Through all the damage done The old salt would say I am my father's son Come hell or high water We'll carry on In smoky gray rooms Beneath bare lightbulbs The accusations fly What the hell do they want They've taken enough From this way of life once mine We'll carry on, carry on Sing these words Through all the damage done The old salt would say I am my father's son Come hell or high water We'll carry on It's a merciless scheme Not a fisherman's dream The way the tide has turned For not long before By these restless shores A man could his living earn We'll carry on, carry on Sing these words Through all the damage done The old salt would say I am my father's son Come hell or high water We'll carry on Hell or high water Hell or high water Hell or high water We'll carry on