[Intro]
[Verse]
It wasn t like this last year
It wasn t like this at all
We were taking the blues and the groupers
From February into the fall
You get to ask that question
When you re up against the wall
It wasn t like this last year
It wasn t like this at all
[Chorus]
Speak, speak, Bonac
It s a fair gant end to the bayman s day
Speak, speak Bonac
All of the children are moving away
Has it come down plain
Is it time to seine on another bay?
[Instrumental]
[Verse]
Could these be the Lesters
Who used to run this town
When the right-whale swam off Ponquogue
They d sail their tall ships down
There was Lesters in the rigging
Lesters on the Sound
Could these old men be the Lesters
Who used to run this town?
[Chorus]
Speak, speak, Bonac
It s a fair gant end to the bayman s day
Speak, speak Bonac
All of the children are moving away
Has it come down plain
Is it time to seine on another bay?
[Instrumental]
[Verse]
Last night when you went fishing
I saw you face to face
I knew as clear as a bell in the fog
You d never leave this place
No more can the hunter up in the sky
Give up his fruitless chase
Clear as a bell through the fog at night
When I saw you face to face
Clear as a bell through the fog at night
You d never leave this place
[Chorus]
Speak, speak, Bonac
It s a fair gant end to the bayman s day
Speak, speak Bonac
All of the children are moving away
Has it come down plain
Is it time to seine on another bay?