Nantucket-The Mighty Pines

I was born on Nantucket, I'm a scallop man's son I grew up pulling shellfish 'neath the Atlantic sun But a taste for adventure and the start of a dream Brought me to Boston when I was just seventeen So I married a lady and I took her down south To find work on the railroads in the great smoky mounts But I oft missed the seashore and the change of the tide And each night I'd see an ocean of stars in the sky And I'll sing o'er these mountains from morning till noon And dance by the light of the moon Sing o'er these mountains till my song hits the sea Carries with it all of my memory We littered the landscape and we cut down the trees Blew holes through the mountains, brought the Earth to her knees These days I feel sorrow about the work that I've done And I sure miss the water, I'm a scallop man's son I'll sing o'er these mountains from morning till noon And dance by the light of the moon Sing o'er these mountains till my song hits the sea Carries with it, all of my memory Carries with it, all of my memory Oooooooh Now I've got three children and a wife in her grave Our youngest one bled her 'till she could not be saved Still the salt's in my skin and it's in my blood too And it falls in these tears that I cry for you Tears that I cry for my cold Atlantic blue I'll sing o'er these mountains from morning to noon And dance by the light of the moon Sing o'er these mountains till my song hits the sea Carries with it all of my memory Carries with it all of my memory Carries with it all of my memory Ooooooooh