Jane Siberry - When Last I Was A Fisherman

When last I was a fisherman
I'd watch the storms rise up from the sea
And see it as a sign to me
That the sea was still my mistress
And teasing me for love

When last I was a fisherman
I'd watch the whale-fish blow

And rise up from the darkest deep real slow
And see it as a sign to me
That she was still my mistress
And teasing me for love

I never knew why she loved me I never tried for her favour
I wouldn't have known how
I wouldn't have known how
And I didn't have the know-how
To heel and toe her, heel and toe her
I only knew that she was my mistress
And teasing me for love

When last I was a fisherman
I lay along the sea wall
My body pressed against
The blue of her occupation elsewhere
She was busy with the other boats
But I knew she'd turn her belly back to me
When she was free