On The Wharf

When it's old, when it's old
When it's begged and hollow and sold
When it's time, when it's time
When there's no sweet fish on my line

They don't bite, they don't bite
Not like my dreams in the night
Where I'd try and I'd try
But I wouldn't know how to fight

When I'm bold, when I'm bold
I could skin, and scale and, you, hold
On the wharf, on the wharf
With my legs hanging over the water

They don't bite, they don't bite
Not like my dreams in the night
Where I'd try and I'd try
But I wouldn't know how to fight

When I'm old, when I'm old
When I'm built upon and grown over
When I'm stopped like a clock
That's hands got slower and slower

I won't mind
I won't mind no more dreams inthe night
Where I'd try and I'd try
But I wouldn't know how to fight

From the wharf to the boat
Oh, don't you know?
Oh, there she blows!
There she blows!