Great Big Sea

Great Big Sea is a musical band from Newfoundland, Canada.

Let It Go

Got to leave it all behind you.

Give the sun a chance to find you.

Let it go.


Hey man, you don't know what you're missing.

You count your curses and forget about the blessings.

Don't you think you should learn a little lessson?


Something Beautiful

But every mountain has it's faces that'd make you want to stop

On this so unwelcome journey from the bottom to the top.


And there's one more thing I've come to know for sure.

There's no bitterness that smolders,

no chip on any shoulder,

that a random act of kindness couldn't cure.


When I Am King

Just like the final movie scene,

the prince will find his perfect queen.

The hero always saves the world.

The villains get what they deserve.

The boy will always get the girl

when I am king.


Sea of No Cares

When you're in love,

there's no time and no space.

There's a permanent smile on your face


The Scolding Wife

Well, I came into a scolding wife a few short years ago

And ever since I lead a life of misery and woe

My wife she is a tyrant around the room and in

Ah, she'd sell me to the devil for a glass or two of gin.


And if the devil will take her,

I'd thank him for his pain.

I swear to God I'll hang me self if I get married again.



Wave Over Wave



I've been the world over,

north, south, east and west,

But the middle of nowhere, where I likes it best.

Where it's wave over wave, sea over bow,

I'm as happy a man as the sea will allow.



I've sailed the world over for decades or more

And oft' times I wonder what I do it for.

I don't know the answer. It's pleasure and pain,

But with life to live over I'd do it again



Chemical Worker's Song (Process Man)

Well, a process man am I and I am telling you no lie

I work and breathe among the fumes that trail across the sky

There's thunder all around me and there's poison in the air

There's a lousy smell that smacks of hell and dust all in me hair


There's overtime and bonus opportunities galore.

The young men like their money and they all come back for more,

but soon your knocking on and you look older than you should

For every bob made on the job, you pay it with flesh and blood.



And every day you're in this place you're two days nearer death.


The Old Black Rum

And the old black rum's got a hold on me

Like a dog wrapped 'round my leg

And the old black rum's got a hold on me

Will I live for another day?


So I drank all of my money and I slept out in the rain

Every day is different, but the nights they're all the same

You never see the sun on the old black rum,

But I know I'm gonna do it again.


 
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