Down at the Shore

By Jimmy Rankin

Where is everybody
Down at the shore…

Where’s the old man
Down at the Shore
Down at the shore
Down at the shore
Where’s the old man
He’s down at the shore
Waiting for his boat to come in

There’s trouble with the mounties
Down at the Shore
Down at the shore
Down at the Shore
There’s trouble with the mounties
Down at the Shore
You can smell it on a murdering wind

On a washboard road the fish truck is rumbling
Somebody’s gone missing
The fishermen are grumbling
It’s a real trap smasher
In the wind that’s blowing
I’m listening from the kitchen
The window wide open

What you gonna do when they send you upriver
send you upriver
send you upriver
What you gonna do when they send you upriver
To do some hard time in the pen

On a washboard road the fish truck is rumbling
Somebody’s gone missing
The fishermen are grumbling
It’s a real trap smasher
In the breeze that’s blowing
I’m sleeping in the parlour
The window wide open

Everybody’s crying
The bastard had it coming
The bastard had it coming
The bastard had it coming
Everybody’s crying
The bastard had it coming
In the end you gotta reap what you sow

Where’’s the old man
Down at the shore
Down at the shore
Down at the shore
Where’s the old man
Down at the shore
Waiting for his boat to come in
Waiting for his boat to come in
Waiting for his boat to come in

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