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Los Pescadores Lyrics

My feet, they are naked, my hands on my hips
My eyes to the ocean, and open my lips
Ee-ah, oh, los pescadores
They come with a crash on the crest of a roar
And they're out of their boats and they're on to the shore
Ee-ah oh, los pescadores

And they wrench with the wave, and they strain with the rope
They dig in the sand and they bend to the smoke
Ee-ah, oh, los pescadores
And the weight of the men and the sound of the sea
The hardness of them and the softness of me
Ee-ah, oh, los pescadores

And I'll stand with the fishermen, silent and gay
I'll eat off the sun and I'll drink off the spray
Ee-ah, oh, los pescadores
Ee-ah, oh, los pescadores
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Many a Mile (1965)
Must I Go Round Los Pescadores Ground Hog On the Banks of Red Roses Fixin' to Die Until It's Time for You to Go The Piney Wood Hills Welcome, Welcome Emigrante Broke Down Girl Johnny Be Fair Maple Sugar Boy Lazarus Come All Ye Fair and Tender Ladies Many a Mile