Fisherman's Blues

I wish I was a fisherman tumblin' on the seas far away from dry land and it's bitter memories castin' out my sweet line with abandonment and love no ceiling bearin' down on me save the starry sky above with light in my head with you in my arms... i wish i was the brakeman on a hurtlin fevered train crashin head long into the heartland like a cannon in the rain with the feelin of the sleepers and the burnin of the coal countin the towns flashin by and a night that's full of soul with light in my head with you in my arms... And I know I will be loosened from the bonds that hold me fast and the chains all around me will fall away at last and on that grand and fateful day I will take thee in my hand I will ride on a train I will be the fisherman With light in my head You in my arms... Light in my head You in my arms... Light in my head You... With light in my head You in my arms...