LYRIC FOR SALE

By Peter Ronan

Four rusty trawlers cutting through the spray
Bow smashing whitecaps on a steel-grey day
Nets stowed tight, the days Mackerel secured
But the North Seas angry, howling like a war
Engines roar salt burns the crews tired eyes
Deck plates jumping under stormy skies
One wrong swell could flip us send us down below
But we are brothers on the water nobody is letting go

Thunder cracks the radios gone dead
But every heart beats home inside our heads

Homeward bound Homeward bound
Small fleet rising we are glory-bound
Waves can roar and the wind can scream
We are unbreakable we chase the dream
Hey Hey Homeward bound
Hearts on fire never backing down
From the wild sea straight into the light
We are bringing every boat home tonight

Rain like bullets decks awash with foam
Captains yelling orders steady as they come
Little kids are waiting on the harbour wall
Mums with torches praying through it all
We have fished these waters since our fathers time
Turned every hardship into victory rhyme
Storm can not break what family ties have made
A small fleet heroes that are never afraid

Homeward bound Homeward bound
Small fleet rising we are glory-bound
Waves can roar and the wind can scream
We are unbreakable we chase the dream
Hey Hey Homeward bound
Hearts on fire never backing down
From the wild sea straight into the light
We are bringing every boat home tonight

Let the ocean test us let it do its worst
We laugh in its face we were born for this verse

Homeward bound Homeward bound
Small fleet rising we are glory-bound
Waves can roar and the wind can scream
We are unbreakable we chase the dream
Hey Hey Homeward bound
Every trawler safe and sound
Port lights burning a welcome sight
We made it home we won the fight tonight