I'm but a lonely woman
Waiting at the moor
To bring home my fisherman
To Gloucester Harbor Shore
A kiss goodbye
Upon the moor
I wave goodbye to sea
I'm praying every moment
That you'll come home to me
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The numbers are too few
Too far the men go ferrying
For not enough to live
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
I'm but a lonely woman
Waiting at the moor
To bring home my fisherman
To Gloucester Harbor Shore
The days, they pass
A storm blows in
And not a ship in sight
The icy hand of death, I fear, is on my home tonight
The sea, tonight, a feral force
Wild cyclone eye
Is circling
And swallowing
Our vessels in the night
I've worked the piers
I've raised a daughter
And a little son
How will we manage
Without you?
Without a father's love?
Come home
Come home
Come home
Come home
I'm but a lonely woman
Waiting at the moor
To bring home my fisherman
To Gloucester Harbor Shore
