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Fisherman's Son

Dm                 Am
I'm doing fine in Alaska
Dm               Am
I don't mind the storms
Dm                    Am
Let all the wind come towards me
Dm                    Am
Let the diesel engine roar
    Dm                 Am
And I don't know why I came here
Dm                             Am
Was it because I was born this way
   Dm                       Am
Or have I just learned to accept it
Dm                    Am
Like I do every other day

   Am          Asus4 G
Oh whatever is the   cause
       Am      Asus4 G
I will find another  job
        Am          Asus4 G   Am
And Ill stay untill I'm   far away
        Am           Asus4 G
This is not what I'm here  for
      Am           Asus4  G
I was made to live in  -  doors
           Am          Asus4  G          Am
And I will weather out this   storm till then
      Dm                 Am 
But I hear it scream out loud
     Dm             Am
Over everything somehow
        Dm             Am
Saying "Hey boy listen up
         G        C
You're a liar and you 
      G          F
Are a fishermans son
C            G      F
That is what you'll become
C         G          F
You are a fishermans son
C            G      F   
That is what you'll become

G Am

Im doing fine in the city
I dont miss the stars
And I have all my needs here with me
And I don't adventure far
And Im doing ok for a young man
And Ive got a place to stay
And I dont go out come night time
No matter what my friends here say

Oh while I am here
I'll have some liquor and some beer
And I'll wait for another year to come
And I will fall into the pack
With the devil on my back
And I will take another crack at this
Oh but I can never win
No my blood is just too thin
And my eyes all they crave is reflection

Cause I am a fishermans son
That is what Ill become
I am a fishermans son
That is what I'll become

G Am