(Lyrics: Ed McCann / Music: S?an McCann)

I stand in my doorway as the moon rises high
Over glorious ocean, reflects the bright sky
My heart it is aching, so much I could die
I've known only the ocean, since I was a boy

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And I spent my whole life, out there on the sea
Some government bastard now takes it from me
It's not just the fish, they've taken my pride
I feel so ashamed that I just want to hide

I fished with my father, so long long ago
We were proud of our trade, and in us it did show
We held our heads high, there was lots of fish then
That was the time, when we were proud men

We challenged great storms and sometimes we won
Faced death and disaster, we rose with the sun.
We worked and we toiled, we strained arm and brain
We were a proud people, will we e'er be again?
Returning The Screw Lyrics
A fine disservice Deceptive, too Check for the sender Sender was you Caught me wide open No simple burn This is complicated Calls for return Fine disservice Intended, too > CHORUS

My father is gone now, and the fish are gone too.
Abused and mis-managed, oh what can we do?
I'm too old to change, but what of my sons,
How will they know that we weren't the ones?

DFO regulations permitted the rape
Of our beautiful ocean, from head land to cape
They brought in big trollers, they tore up our twine
Politians don't care for whats yours or whats mine!

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America Lyrics
far, we've been traveling far without a home but not without a star free, only wanna be free we huddle close, hang on to a dream on the boats and on the planes they're coming to america never looking back again they're