Mike Sixonate - Twillingate Tickle Lyrics

It's not easy to push through the tickle
With pack ice for near 40 miles
The fishery opens tomorrow
They'll be stuck in the harbour a while

I watch from my juniper hill
The boats following one by one
I think of our fallen Grandfathers
And all of the work that they've done

How they sail the sea so gratefully
In their proud merchant schooners and ships of the like
And they sail these waters for sons and daughters
They give us our pride and our strong history
May they sail the wild blue sea

The boats made it up past the lighthouse
The progress the talk of the town
So raise a glass to our friends from Back harbour
Raise a glass to the ships who've gone down

Now I sit and I stare at the ocean
With pack ice and ice burgs so still
Take a minute to sit and remember
The old salts who knew it so well

How they sailed the sea so gratefully
In their proud merchant schooners and ships of the like
And they sail these waters for sons and daughters
They give us our pride and our strong history
May they sail the wild blue sea

The wives they all love their brave husbands
Who make a good living at sea
But the prices and quotas are falling
Not much left of the old fishery

The old salts they curse politicians
Their motives they could not appease
For to open our waters to vessels
To come and to take what they please

How they sailed our seas so greedily
In their factory freezers long liners alike
And they stole these waters from sons and daughters
Just give us our pride and our strong history
Let us sail the wild blue sea
How we sail the sea so gratefully
In their proud merchant schooners and ships of the like
And they sail these waters for sons and daughters
They give us our pride and our strong history
May they sail the wild blue sea