Verse 1
Blankets Of Mist Lie Far Across The Sea
Sun Creeps Up Slowly And Parks On The Quay
Look Out The Window Just Past The Island
Little Boats Sparkle Just Like A Diamond
Chorus
They Get Their Catch
Right On Their Patch
Nets Full Of Fish
Ready For A Dish
And They Think They’re Sll Cowboy Rich
Verse 2
Heading Back Home And Into The Harbour
Faces Are Drawn And Still It Gets Harder
Ropes From The Quay Are Caught As They’re Falling
Seagulls Fly High Swooping And Squalling
Chorus
They Get Their Catch
Right On Their Patch
Nets Full Of Fish
Ready For A Dish
And They Think They’re Sll Cowboy Rich
Verse 3
Day’s Like Today You Envy Their Trade
Maybe Its Just A Big Masq-Uer-Ade
They Look To Apps To Tell Them The Weather
Wondering If They All Need To All Pull Together
Chorus
They Get Their Catch
Right On Their Patch
Nets Full Of Fish
Ready For A Dish
And They Think They’re Sll Cowboy Rich
Verse 4
Long Summer Days Fade Into Autumn
Golden Brown Leaves Replace Summer Blossom
Winds From The North Carry Fearful Waves
Boats Stacked In Harbours Just Like Forgotten Graves
Chorus
They Get Their Catch
Right On Their Patch
Nets Full Of Fish
Ready For A Dish
And They Think They’re Sll Cowboy Rich
