The Fisherman's Wife
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All the week your man's awa'
And all the week you bide your lane
All the time you're waitin' for
The minute that he's comin' hame
You know with what he has to work
You know the hours he has to keep
And yet it makes you angry when
You see him just come home to sleep
Through the months and through the years
While you're bringing up the bairns
Your man's awa' to here and there
A-following the shoals of herring
And when he's back there's nets to mend
He may be caught a score or twelve
And when you're done he'll rise and say
"Wife, it's time I was awa'"
Work and wait and dree your weird
And pin your faith on herring sails
And oft-times lie awake at night
In fear and dread of winter gales
But men must work to earn their bread
And men must weep to gain their fee
And fishermen will aye gang out
As fish swim in the sea
All the week your man's awa'
And all the week you bide your lane
All the time you're waitin' for
The minute that he's comin' hame