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And y'all can ride the waves I'm making on my fishing boat (Go)
I'm probably sipping slow
I'll probably tip it slow or tell lil ma to bend it over (Lit)

people their friendliness their way
To see again old Ireland, the Emerald of the Sea
From the fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of Donaghadea

I'd like

Sailing across a lake in a little fishing boat
The water and the waves are blasting down your throat
Tales of wilted future long lost in days of old

pain
That's the price you've gotta pay

Angry cow tearing through the zoo
Whales and fishing boats
Pestilence, famine, plague and fear
Hope never floats

you feel alright

Fishing boat and fruit stand dot the beach
Rum and Red Stripe never out of reach
Whittie go out in the sun to get brown
Brother

got an uncle in Puerto Rico
Spends his days in the sun
And his nights in the casinos
He left the States many years ago
Took a fishing boat to Puerto

Zimbabwe

Mozambique to Madagascar
On the fishing boat going troppo
My old Nigeria -- white is right
Past the Limpopo
He's in the jungle but he don't mind
He

the throat
Whats a young buck to a goat 
How the fuck you gonna shoot me
I keep rods like fishing boats
Pay up what u owe 
You owe rebel 
You owe ghost 
Tried

A sea full of fishing boats
Can we stay like this?
Could it be like this?
I'm missing the drive up on State Road
Where the shady trees
Form a path for

And a billy goat
all invoke
The Summer soon to bloom

On a soft and fresh Atlantic air
a mist of pollen floats
On Galway Bay I spy
a gaily painted fishing boat

coast of the island he loved so
Tipped the clay pot into the tide between the fishing boats
Saw his ashes riding on the ebb and flow

They didn't seem

Trouble, oh trouble got a way of finding me
My fishing boat capsized by all them fishes in the sea
But who's that pretty mermaid swimming by

the dark, and now I'm on the run 
No need to sugarcoat I have the perfect antidote, get in my little fishing boat and put you away 
Try to get me back, nope

on board a fishing boat
I'm going to set my Sailor free

That romantic moon is finally on the rise
It's fat and it's full and it's easy on my eyes
How it

Days
Days blur together
Rocky shores and distant calls
And stormy weather
I feel like I'm alone on my little fishing boat on open seas
Goodbyes from

to do                       
He had the pain of all the years no magic could undo
He ran toward his fishing boat and sailed away from port
Convinced that

and caught me
In his fishing boat
now I'm an attraction 
While humans all gloat

He says of my beauty
Oh, others there's none
That man from the land
Told me I

people their friendliness their way
To see again old Ireland, the Emerald of the Sea
From the fishing boats at Dingle to the shores of Donaghadea

I'd like

Pelle Pelle got me dipping in your women's throats
Ben and Jerry got her wider than a fishing boat
Wishing well in her belly, let the fishes soak

Let em

the flow
Like I'm stranding in the Atlantic in a wooden fishing boat
I'm a miracle and my soul worth a nigga weight in gold
Is you ready nigga ok here we go

and families
Fishing boats in harbour
Been around through the time
Don't you know it's your heart
Don't you know it's all around you
Close your eyes and let it

shoes
I'm thinking about
When I only had the blues

I worked in construction
And I worked in the mines
I even worked on
A fishing boat pulling lines
I

And the echoes of a fishing boat, my oars splashing on dry land,
Drive my kingdom away

Painted masks litter the paths that lead away from me
And the last is torn

root beer floats in heaven?
I do
Do you think there's fishing boats in heaven?
I do
Do you think we'll all get along in heaven?
I do
Do you think I'll