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Featherston's Finest



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Featherston's Finest

Ne'er Home, Ne'er More

So she watched from the pier, 'I'm fine' she lied
'Papa go while tide is still turning,
While the Mackerel run, go cast your net wide
So that we might eat in the morning'

'O my wee, bonnie lass, now dry, your eyes',
From the shore she could hear her Pa calling
'I'll return on the tide before sunrise'
Then he loosed the boat from its mooring

And there she would wait, as sun slipped down
A west wind whipped up in the gloaming
And it birthed a foul storm, a fierce typhoon
Which set sea to frothing and foaming

And out at sea, the wee boat was tossed
There was naught to be done, all hands were lost
As her hull was split by the ocean

And below those rough waves and howling wind
His last breath coalesced with salt water
Watching on were queer creatures, cold and finned
As his mind cast back to his daughter

Who stood for three days, a sentinel
When the townsfolk found her near starving
Then in tears, she gave toll that lone pier bell
Ne'er home, ne'er more, father darling

Then seven years passed, she'd been a bride
'Lover go, while tide is still turning
While the Mackerel run, go cast your net wide
So that we might eat in the morning'

'O my sweet loving wife, shed no tear now
I'll be back before the next evening'
A kiss on each cheek, one more to her brow
And one more on her lips before leaving

And down to the wharf, she came that night
Thick fog slipped in on the sea breeze
'Something's wrong I just know this brume's not right'
And her heart sank low with the mem'ries

And out on the sea, one careless slip
O'er board, found he in the roil
The sea moved on his unmanned ship
And left him to a hopeless toil
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And below those rough waves and freezing wind
He now knew he would never recover
Watching on were queer creatures, cold and finned
As his mind cast back to his lover

Who stood for five days, a sentinel,
When the townsfolk found her near starving
Then in tears, she gave toll that lone pier bell
Ne'er home, ne'er more, lover darling

Passed twenty one years, one son her pride
'Laddie stay, let the tide do its turning
Let the Mackerel run, stay fast to dockside
So that you might see the day dawning'

'O my dear Mama, lift up your face
I must go and fish while they're jumping'
Then they shared what would be their last embrace
And he left her there, her heart thumping

And out at sea, his last catch hauled in
His boat's path by chance coinciding
With the weight of a great leviathan
His maimed boat was put beyond guiding

And down to the shore, she came each day
But each day passed by with no sighting
And so wracked with grief, she knelt to pray
'Lord I'm cursed, show me to the righting'

And there, off the pier, she heard faint cries
'Dear wife, sweet Ma, bonnie daughter'
And out of the kelp, black angel eyes
Beckoning her down into the water

And below the cold waves and icy wind
Her last breath came out silent laughter
Watching on were queer creatures, cold and finned
This'd be her home ever after

So it was the sea gave up her lad
And the townsfolk found him near starving
'She were right' he wept, 'twasn't worth the scad
May you sleep in the deep, mother darling'